Kitchen Roll

Donald often tears strips from kitchen rolls for various uses and always has some hanging around on the table. Today he handed me a folded piece and said this is for you. I said, can't you put it in the bucket yourself and thought he was just having an absent sort of moment. No, he said, it's for you. I hadn't noticed that randomly on the table was a highlighter pen and his black pen. I thought I was humouring him when I opened it up but then caught a tearful gasp as I looked at it. He'd been doodling this whilst I no doubt was prattling on about something or other.
Today we listened again to Kris Kristofferson 'Sunday Morning Coming Down', such a great Sunday feeling song, or Saturdays feel like that sometimes too.