Sunday Evening

A very busy weekend, and Sunday evening came round far too fast.  My little flat is shaping up, but I'm not allowed to live in it until the gas problem is sorted.  Hopefully soon. 

I had a pounding headache from about 4am on Saturday until Sunday evening.  Mum said it was stress.  I didn't feel stressed,  but she says the headache was how the stress was manifesting itself.  It started to lift though when Freya, her dad and I went out for a walk at sunset.  This scene was taken just a few minutes' walk up the road from my new place.  This, and the company, is what I moved for.