London

I had a meeting in London this morning. First time I've been down there since March.

First time in ages that I wore a proper shirt, jeans and shoes.

The station carpark was practically empty.
Several trains were cancelled.
The train I did catch (at 8:30 from Royston to London) was more or less empty.
Kings Cross was really quiet.

It is all very odd!

A rare extra today, my Dad (on the left) with his best pal Alan. They'd been friends since they were young boys and were a perfect, hilarious  double act. Alan (who was my Godfather) died suddenly today, he'd been ill for a long time and I hadn't seen him since Dad's funeral, but this was still a bit of a shock, an important link to my Dad gone.