Blimey, it's cold

I have taken to wearing my dry robe for walking on the beach. The perfect protector against wind, rain and cold. Not that this looks like any of that.

Out in the evening for a catch up with the ex-boss. Things going well with him so all good.

And Wills last day of the holidays. This is the Year of Will I have decided, he has big times of exams, uni, leaving his mummy ahead of him so I thought we needed a proper label. He mainly looks alarmed at this approach and my different suggestions of things I can do to help and support him. While we all know I'm just transferring my emotions away from the September when there is a good chance he will actually Not Be Here.