Morning

I decided, as I was up, to walk down to the Kurpark to try to take a nice photo. If I actually accomplished that does not matter as I was distracted by an interesting refugee who came to Germany during the war.

This Lady noticed me taking photos and wanted to see them, pleasantly surprised, I let her. We got onto conversation about where we live, and how she knew people in York. She told me how she worked in Bad Salzuflen for the British Army during the war and how the British troops had taken over the Kurpark as a kind of retreat.

However, it is a pleasant day, minus the fact that the snow is melting, and I have a lot of work to do.