Sad Tiger

This morning, Martin returned to Winchester by train, and my sister arrived by train  from Cornwall. The threatened tube  strike had been called off yesterday, and despite the recent  flooding and other rail problems, GWR provide a very good service , and so she had a smooth journey to the London suburbs. She joined me at our aunt's home as a brief flurry of snow/sleet swirled around. (It was  the first snow we had seen this winter. )Fortunately, she was just in time to see our aunt's childhood friends, A and  D, who had also been visiting. 
Our  aunt was weaker than yesterday but  quite comfortable. 
This is a painting  she did some years ago, inspired by a newspaper  photo of a sad tiger in a zoo,  which now hangs in  her hall.