View from the bedroom.

We are lucky enough to have a view of the castle from the flat, so it would be rude not to take some fireworks photos tonight.

It was an emotional day. I went to visit my dad in the nursing home for the first time since my mum died. I had been putting it off until I felt sure I wasn't going to cry in front of my dad, but had put it off for so long that it had become a big deal. He had changed quite a bit. He's lost some weight and become a bit more unsteady on his feet. Anyway, mission accomplished. I managed not to cry in front of him. We went for a nice walk round the garden. Then I went back to the car and was in floods of tears, releasing the stress and also realising my dad's mortality.