Friday is Golden

I woke a bit confused because I'd been dreaming that I was moving abroad to work. Then I began to think I should move to work abroad quickly, before Brexit bites in. Then I realised I'd miss Steve, and Bomble, and our house too much...

When I got up I snapped this shot from upstairs, looking over our back garden and the Golden Valley. As I'm now on the bus, I'm posting it early in case I don't make it back from the dentist's in Cheltenham.