A sunday stroll

I got up hideously early this morning. I gave up trying to sleep around 5:30am and went and put the news on. I'd only had maybe 3 hours of sleep.

Burning eyes and cold feet and not being sure if allowing the excitement to build was worth it, I watched the coverage of the Australian Grand Prix begin. It was fun, not quite the uncertainty of two weeks ago, and it seemed to bode well. My faith was justified. It was a good race, worth the short night and sore eyes.

My best boy came in first, having started from 4th. Well done Jenson, and thank you!

I wandered out after I'd been back to bed to see what I could snap, and being energised from the great race, I wandered a bit farther than usual; round beside the allotments, and I snapped this. It's a great place for a wander, lost in thought on any subject you fancy.

For those who know or remember, yes, it was a little hard watching without Dan. Thank you to those who remember and ask, and for those who don't; don't worry. I'm well aware that life goes on. I'll catch up.