Friday night in the graveyard

Corin accompanied me to St Elphin's church in Warrington so that I could get some night time photos of the massive spire.

I have some great photos, but this was was my favourite.

It was bloody freezing and I confess that it was a bit spooky. Then the church bells pealed at 9.30 and I admit, I jumped.

Everything else, same old, same old. It hurts, nothing changes, except it's escalating. Being observed on Monday could be entertaining when random pains render me incapable of anything except yelping.

Hey ho, thems the breaks.

Night all
xx