That Sixties Feeling

Our local hotel bar made me feel displaced in time. 

Original in extras.

Strider went back to Canterbury today. Hour and 40 minute FaceTime With TGR. The Dizzle dropped in on his way home from work. I love my kids.

I am feeling wobbly and confused at the moment. Acutely and selfishly obsessed with the sudden realisation that I will be 65 this year. 

Note to self: probably best not to blip at 4am after a bad dream.