Sad news on arriving back to London and my lovely boyfriend. A constant supply of herbal tea, fortifying meals, an open ear and hugs on demand are the only things I can think to offer to someone coming to terms with the sudden loss of a parent.
The seasons seems to be in sympathy with us, the last of the cheerful yellow leaves having been swept away by the recent storms. At least we still have a roof over our heads, unlike some fellow Londoners West of the Heath. The sudden bareness of the trees offers some small charms - I can see fat wood pigeons nestling in the bare branches, and catch sight of the odd woodpecker darting in and out.
Time for some stock-taking, both physical and emotional. And of course, more tea.
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