The Nice Spirit

It is the first time that RobT and I have been back to Nice since the horrific night of 14th July. The city does seem to be healing and it felt relatively normal, if a little quieter, for this time of year.

As we walked along the Prom there were various ad hoc memorials where the locals had shown their grief, anger and hopes for a nicer world.

The band stand shown here was the biggest outpouring of emotion with the grass verges and fences around the band stand also covered with candles, soft toys and people's written word.

It did bring a tear to my eyes and even as write this I can feel the tears forming.

Apologies if the poster in the foreground causes offence but this blip really summed up the different stages of grief.