The Day After

The day after a holiday isn’t easy. To make it easier I’ve met a friend for coffee.

The lady that died had a dog and some friends that all knew him well have met today and taken him for a walk. At least that was more normal for him.

As choir restarts next week I’ve done some updates to the website and then just sat on the sofa and stroked Murphy.

My last message from the lady that died was that she was looking forward to seeing me this year. Death is very hard to deal with. It’s not something that you get used to.

And the glow behind the house is the moon.