Lovers of Dark

Busy weekend draws to the end.

My brother, who tells me I didn't look after my gerbil properly (it died of old age 46 years ago) and my sister-in-law, who gave me instructions on how to clean my cooker (as I knew she would), have decanted themselves back into St Albans.

G and I both have relatives that talk at you rather than converse with you, and it will take a while for the voices in my head to subside. However, my bro is the only bro I've got......

As soon as our visitors left we jumped into the car to chase the sunset and caught up with it behind a hedge.