Lunchtime

My friend hadn't visited Maldon before.

We had a walk to the park and river followed by lunch.

We talked about the privileged lives we have and about our guilt over our lack of passion for our paid work at the moment.

I then collected a sketch book from a man who lives in town. He had found it near his home and his granddaughter had found my name and number in amongst the sketches.

I have no idea who it belongs to and my my information was written there.

The sketches were good.