in flight

on Blackheath... This man was apparently trying to fly. We stood and watched him.  He wasn't very successful but after we had treated K to a bubble tea and came back through on the bus, he was gone. So maybe he'd flown after all??
Strange day with all kinds of super-confidential (but everybody knows) family strife going on. Not really anything to do with me but somehow disconcerting. I thought it might keep me awake, but slept like a log and had lovely dream of recently-departed Auntie Mo.
The majority of big family bust-ups seem to be about money, in my experience. Auntie Mo left absolutely zilch and we are all still good friends, so ...