Blank Canvas

The sunrise turns the beach huts on Hove seafront gold. Who knows what today will bring? Actually, it isn't quite a blank canvas for me - I've been up since five, dropped Marianne at Lewes train station and been to do some early morning shopping in Asda.
Back at my dad's now - he's in bed with a cold feeling sorry for himself. It's a trait that all the male members of our family display but my dad is the undisputed master.