The Street of Many Colours

I love this street of painted houses in Kemp Town.

Had a relatively relaxed day today because I will be in London tomorrow visiting friends then working on Monday and Tuesday. Everyone a little edgy because the condition of our critically ill friend has really worsened. He still wants to remain in his home but it is becoming increasingly difficult.

Also slightly worried because youngest son has slipped off the radar. May have had something to do with the fact that I moaned at him for not budgeting properly and needing a top up, but as he is on his own I am now feeling very very guilty. Oh dear!
Why do I have such a vivid imagination at these times?