Cleaning Up

Up and out for an early walk, something I badly missed while away. Plenty of evidence of yesterday’s festivities. Flags fluttering on railings and lamp posts, marquees being dismantled, little squares of red and white paper evading the pavement cleansing machine.

Cleaning up. My act. The work life balance thing, the importance of writing, the difference between getting here and being here. That said… it’s been a long (and rambling) day. I shall take my leave! Zzzz