Lost and Found

I did some chores. Walked round Iceland photographing food - prom planning. Saw a man at our main shopping centre who was so drunk he could not stand. He had soiled his trousers and peed on the floor of Greggs. He staggered off, vomited in the bushes and his shoe fell off. It was distressing to see. Police had been called. Apparently he was an ex soilder - he looked about 30.

Then two ladies of I presume Eastern European heritage were trying to clean car windows. I hate it! They are all part of gangs and probably being subjected to barbaric treatment. One was heavily heavily pregnant.

Was glad to come home.

On a lighter note I dreamt of my nan for only the second time - comforting x