Tail end of the bonfire.
Ben and Rupert. And Roses.
And my contact lens has gone to the back of my eye again. I was just putting it in this morning when Russell sharply told Rupert to stop (chewing Ben’s cuddly bone). I looked up and it vanished. I’m a bit fed up. It took several days, last time, to re-emerge. It seems to do no harm, it’s just uncomfortable and I will have to wear glasses, which is a nuisance. I hate the barrier that glasses give when I’m talking to someone and I can’t read or do anything much except see with my distance glasses on, so have to keep putting them on and off.