Feeling Blue

I came into town to visit the famous tool shop for a present for the boy and then weaselled my way into this magnificent deserted plaza. The blue was quite striking. I couldn't help admire it, but then again, I'm easily pleased. What's less pleasing is that I'm being sent down to London on Wednesday for the day. Why can't we send someone who would relish the opportunity? Someone just starting out who has a career ahead of them. Anyone but me. What is it they want to know anyway? I could put it in an email.