A very grey day in Brighton, the sea crashing agains the pier, but a bracing reminder we are still alive. Its been one of those weekends full of stuff to do and I can hardly believe its almost over. Where does the time go? I am only writing this to post the picture, which is cheerier than the news has been all week. Even in the face of stormy weather it gives up a face of optimism and that has to be a good thing. I live in the optimistic hope that the world will eventually become a better place. Once again, who knows where the time goes...
