Up.

I spent the morning with mam so she had company watching the funeral.
Her stroke means she cries at the drop of a hat especially when watching something like Queenie’s funeral.
Afterwards I cycled to Manchester and popped into my sister’s hotel workplace to say bye for now. I’m back for a visit at the beginning of December.
This is what she sees from her desk if she looks up.
And now the Queen has been laid to rest maybe we can all get back to normal.