The morning after

Like this sculpture, I feel as though a limb is missing this morning. It's probably my head though.

Last night's music night at Gravelly Barn finished before midnight, but we carried on a while with Simon the lead singer and his mates in the kitchen.

In the morning Patsy and I cooked bacon and eggs for about 15 people who had crashed out overnight either in the house or the garden.

The silver figure sculpture is one of two in the back garden.