Rush, Rush, Rush

Up early this morning and SWMBO was off to collect the Cygnet.

When she came back I headed off to collect a friends sons and take him to an interview.
I did it because his mother was sitting by the fathers bedside and had forgotten to leave any cash for his transport.

At the interview place there was an interesting moving sculpture - but it wasn't worthy of a blip.

Sad to say - the lads grandfather passed away when he was in the interview.

In the afternoon we took the Cygnet out to get sunglasses and bouyancy ring for his holidays.
He liked wearing the glasses and I think he is likely to leave them in place in bright sun ........... good lad.

He also drew a picture for his ill mother - all by himself.

It would bring a tear to a glass eye.