Dan

Our scented Christmas Tree was undressed first thing this morning, enabling Dan to gaze out of a clutterless front window while waiting for the arrival of his friend for the drive  down to London. Dan has a new city, home and house family, work and work colleagues to get used to, and it all gets into swing tomorrow.

As I looked on him looking out, he appeared sombre, tight lipped and reflective. Moving on is a serious business.