By Number147


After a late night, I was up early to drive Henry to the airport. Unless we make the effort to visit (and we probably will) we shan't see him again until Christmas.

It's the Bristol half marathon and we followed an alternative route to the airport due to road closures. On the way home, we went wrong somewhere and ended up in the thick of jams in the city.

Just 3 of us at home again. It feels quiet indeed. A bit of an ache in my heart as I had to give H up to his GF but they are very happy and beautiful together.

Home in time to enjoy a bit of time in the garden.

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