Disappointment

I took two photographs this morning on our foray to the temple of toast and these are they. The blue skies of 8am reflected in the office windows did not survive the time spent in breakfasting, with the clouds gathering as we walked home, passing this window of somewhat questionable installation art.

Back home to watch through our windows, trees bending beneath a very strong wind and to have a phone call from Omani daughter telling me she won't be able to join us after all for our annual Stobo retreat. My mood of disappointment is now matched by the dull weather.

It seems that disappointment is not mine alone though, as it must have been hard and indeed painful in Rio yesterday for the favourite riders in the men's cycling race. It was a long brutal course which did not lend itself to any reckless descending on dangerous downhills. The fable of the hare and the tortoise comes to mind with the final result.
We'll see how the women perform in the race this afternoon.