Glowering

The sky, that is. A meeting this morning (via one of LB's new mega buses) means that August is sorted.

I frittered the afternoon away but did make one decision and a commitment for tomorrow morning.

Watched the tragedy from Paris. It seemed very similar to the film on Saturday night of the Windsor Castle for in '92. Fire is so unmerciful.

The weather is due to get warmer. Not before time. My bones are suffering.