What A Sunrise

Yes, I know this isn't a sunrise shot (they are Over Here along with the roses on their march to the midden and the dead leaves.
But when I saw the hooded character (some of the KKK wear black - don't they?) he had to be the blip.

Very unusually there was a call for a pick-up this morning.
It is just as well I have an estate car with rear seats that fold flat .... it took three trips with a trolley to get everything out from the shop.

We went up to drop off a card and some flowers for Mrs H's birthday this afternoon.
As we approached the house I saw her in the front room and tapped on the window.
It wasn't Mrs H ........ it was her cleaner who damned nearly collapsed with a heart attack.
I think I should have told her to keep the flowers in way of apology.
It turns out that the H's have headed off to Kenmore for the weekend.