Moonrise

I had breakfast with my brother in Worcester Park and an early lunch in Hampton with my good friend, Keith, along with his delightful daughter - who also happens to be my god-daughter - before commencing the journey back north.

Much as I enjoy driving and listening to music, four and a half hours on the motorway without company does drag a little, though. One of my stops was at Forton when I took this shot. Still, I managed to get home before it was dark: driving on the motorway at night is too boring for words.

But I had a lovely finish to the day; dinner at the Royal Hotel with Abi and the Minx.