Yellow Roses

It’s been an eventful day. My last counselling session. The counsellor says she thinks she will be able to cope on her own now which is good. Then I needed to post an important item First Class. There was a huge queue in the PO, so naturally I chose the machine. The machine didn’t like the postcode I’d put in so I stormed out in the huff. I went to the Co-op to see if they sold stamps. Another line of folk and a harassed operative so I gave up. Then I remembered that I had some surplus Christmas stamps which must still be legal. I stuck two of them on my envelope. That should do it, I thought. After all this I fancied a wee refreshment but the town was hoaching with lost looking tourists, and since it was around one, I realised that the chances of finding a vacant table in a quiet pub were zilch. So I boggered off home.
On the way back I saw these yellow roses. Here is Ry Cooder with his Hawaiin guitar. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=74Yen67dvx0