May 22nd, 2002



I still find it strange, even after 44 years on this planet, that the strangest things give me flashbacks.

In one direction this morning the sky was full of scuttering fluffy white clouds against blue. In the other it was a large expanse of grey. Looking up I saw some sunbeams breaking through the grey and there I was, 25 years younger taking photographs. What confuses me is I don't know what the link is. It must be buried very deep.

A green light.

Jane has been next door to see (yet another) Pat to ask about the weekend. We are off to Derby (oh, the excitement) to see Steve and Debbie and we needed to check if she would look after the moggies for us.

We have a green light.