Evening light on the Old Chapel, Stroud

I walk past this building every day, but had never noticed that the side is clad in red brick, while the facade is more similar to Cotswold stone in appearance. The building is divided into flats, I've never been inside.

I heard yesterday that an acquaintance of mine from years back had died. I think in fact JK the bookseller from Cork died some months ago, and he had had cancer as well as possibly CoVid. Neither Steve nor my friend J had told me because they assumed that I already knew. I'm disturbed by it, but at least his daughter is grown up now. She's probably 30...

Today I'm tired. I hope I am not coming down with yet another cold.