Candles

All across Europe the candles are going out. And the trees. And baubles; though they're going to stay in a box till next year.
I was also going out - out for lunch with the daughter and her chappy, and sis and her old man, up to the Olive Branch in Broughton Street. Then I was chauffeured back, to put the feet up. And try and figure out the strange controls for shutter priority to snap the candles.