Familiar Place

Another Place - At the Crosby/Blundellsands end.

I went to chase the sunset and hope that the clouds would stay away long enough to catch the comet. I got the sunset, but the clouds rolled in and the comet was not to be found, sadly. Always tomorrow?

I did have a nice little chat to my Grandad, in my head of course. Some would say that is a bit crazy, but I know that this place was somewhere he went at times, for peace and solitude...and right now, if he was here, I know he would be talking some sense to me. So I drank my tea, watched the lights twinkling on the horizon and I just remembered him a little bit. That's not crazy. Sentimental, but not crazy.