Late Night Rose

Another busy day, happy sad occasion as it was K's last day. Despite working in the G.I lab she is such a breath of fresh air, I will miss her now that she has retired. I would have loved to have Bryan Burnett play this for her but S's hilarious poem was a lovely tribute to a lovely lady.
I had to stop to buy milk on the way home, a bunch of white roses caught my eye, but getting them home I realised they are a bit bruised.
So turning this to mono helped a bit - shame the lighting isn't right.