Distant Sun.

We invited our son T and his wife of five months K to lunch today to celebrate his thirtieth birthday. Well he invited himself to be truthful. You know you're getting old when your baby is thirty!
We thought the Chelsea pensioners were looking young when we saw them at the Remembrance Service at the weekend. Now that is worrying.
The sun is such a tease. It hides away all day, and then pops out to chuck a few rays up in the air before settling down for the night.