Empty Nesters

We took my Mum and Dad to Euston Station in the morning and they headed off home. The girls had gone to see the new St. Trinian's film. So Brome and I were rattling around the house like lost souls. Despite the miserable weather we decided to walk along the river to Kingston. It was a great walk but everything was very grey.

The bridge at Teddington Lock was probably the most colourful thing we saw along the way. Even that looks a little bleak and lonely.