Bread heart

Lorraine knee deep in writing school reports all day. After we'd got up, I wrote a bit, listened to music by Barry Mills  and went for a long walk in the heat, listening to Down and out in Paris and London, and skirting about on the edge of town.

In the evening we got the bus to Hove and had a Greek meal with Betty and John to celebrate Beth having passed her driving test. A good meal it was too. We sat outside on a table in the street, as the evening was so warm, and tucked into some good Greek grub. Beth and John quite cheery, and Beth very pleased she has passed her test, although it won't seem quite real till they get the insurance sorted on Lorraine's old car.

On the way home I sent Beth a picture of a slice of chewy brown bread with a heart shaped hole in it, framing Lorraine's face. And Beth sent me a clip of a woman doing ridiculous sneezes, rather like Lorraine.

Below, Lorraine framed by chewy brown bread. Views from around Holingbury, down towards the football stadium, left of shot, and out to sea, you can see the prong of the i360. Note how yellow the grass is.




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