I’ve lost two friends this week, one was a bird – the red kite, and the other an old friend whose funeral I went to. I’ll explain further at some later date. So saying good bye to them both put me in nostalgic mood and I’ve gone back to my younger, maybe simpler, days when nobody died, except my father of course, oh and my grandfather who had Parkinson’s. Maybe not such halcyon days but allow me to imagine they were. So here are some images from maybe happier? days.
