Whiskey, Tango, Foxtrot!!!!!

I thought it was a joke when I looked at the news on my tablet at 6.30. Leave! What!!! I cried in my shreddies and felt quite grief stricken all day. I cannot remember ever being so upset by politics before.   I am not going to dwell on it. 

School: it was the last day of the residential and those that stayed had a chilled day.  Not a lot was planned for these guys - which I hope will change next year.

Home: we took Indie for a lovely evening walk. At Orton Hall Hotel we saw about 30 vintage Rolls Royces. All beautiful and gleaming and with German number plates, ranging in age from early 1930's to 1970's. I am not sure why they are in the city but so glad to see them.