In the frame

Quick blip today. I spotted the lines from the blind across the one framed picture of mine in the house. I love the rich colours and those blinds can keep me occupied for hours with the shapes they create.

My friend's grandfather's funeral went as well as can be expected. All four sons spoke eloquently and it was generally agreed that he would have found it a good send off. The after party involved laughter, single malt and lots of talking. A lovely family, who have dealt with the death so well (at least on the surface). He was suffering. He's not any more.

I also found out today that my friend is an amazing poet. Takes after his grandfather in that respect so I hear.

Late night. Too many single malts. Job well done.

Night.