What a fraught and frazzled week full of haters it was in the world.

Part of the process of ageing should surely include dealing with one’s tension rather than foisting it onto others.

Perhaps it could be modified into the DNA code.

Yet it was also a week where I was shown great bravery and courage by someone very close to me.

And where I witnessed people being happy for each other and otherwise.

Thus the weather was mixed, a bit overcast with the odd burst of speckled sunlight.