Out of the fog

Foggy morning in Brighton. Lorraine and I looking out only able to see the next row of rooftops below us, and the gulls perched on the roofs standing against a pearly grey background. Rained lots today too.

Lorraine home this morning, and returned early after a meeting. Beth with a sore throat. I happily ensconced in my office, and had a very much better day than yesterday. Topped off by an out-of-the-blue offer of freelance work, plus I got lots of my own work done today too. Much better all round. This evening, munching on a Quorn stir fry having returned from Sainsbury's, Lorraine and I watched the final episode of Wolf Hall. What a fantastic television that was.