Abstract Thursday - Circular

No, not a tin for a million Yorkshire puddings... the underside of the table tennis table in the garden, angled to catch the late morning Sun. Countless circular pockets of light and dark. Without either the image would be lesser. An analogy for our times. Tolerance cannot tolerate intolerance because intolerance... etc. Circular argument or paradox...

Late lie in this morning after a post-midnight return from Cirencester, then a long and happy video call from Charlie and Rory back in Delhi (but largely now both recovered from the eponymous belly). Home in only ten days... can't wait.

The Sun is still shining and lunch is over. Janet's off to see her dad. I imagine some other circles will be hitting the road quite soon. Hail Morrigan! :-)