The sky is crying....

...look at the tears rolling down the street.

I spent the morning in the office but left at midday, in the teeth of a gale, hoping that I had not transmitted the NY cold to too many colleagues.

When I got home I checked FB before getting back into the work emails. Its immediacy is shocking sometimes; I found out that a friend's brother-in-law (whom I had never met) had died in the night and then that an dear old friend had died overnight also. Didn't know Robert at all but Ralphie was a lovely, funny, talented musician and sound engineer and all round good person. What a sweetie.

These tears were rolling down the window of the no 16 bus.