Sad day

The day was going like a typical Friday until I woke up from a short afternoon nap to the news (on TV as well as three WhatsApp messages) that Prince Philip had died. Just two months short of his 100th birthday, it is so sad. The next few hours were spent watching BBC World's tributes and clips of a very long and full life. I cannot imagine being married for 73 years! He finished well. It's what we all hope for.

G made a delicious beef bourguignon for dinner and we opened a bottle of Prosecco to toast him. It's all finished now (the Prosecco i.e.) My blip is of the fading afternoon light, having been in all day.