God what melancholy weather!

It really is a melancholy morning. I awoke to overcast skies, really quite dark. The usual assemblage of cars streaming slowly passed my front door, horns blaring as the fight there way to work. More so melancholy as Harry is leaving this morning and making his was to Devon, to start his Marine training , and I will miss him, as I know Max will also, it been good catching up with Harry. So I await his presence as I sit here in my dressing gown, and will briefly no doubt wish him luck as he flies off on another part of his life journey.