Window in White

Not our window, one I pass on the way to the Land, though there are two like it in the flat we rent. You sort of wonder why they need the bars...

Took some happier, more colourful photos, but not feeling very happy or colourful - this felt more apt.

Mike got one of the metal doors welded and hung so it opens outwards - will give us more room inside. I cleaned the flat for visitors tomorrow; and Mike's now making curry for them - one of his specialties, learnt from a great friend who lived in India and Pakistan, and visited us in Brazil, where the one food we missed from the UK was curry; it tastes better if made the day before.