Belgian Waffle Part 2….

Morning. Is it Sunday already? Yes, indeed it is. Had a very nice sleep. My head barely touched the pillow and I was away. Before I knew it, the alarm was going off. There was a fair amount of noise from a nearby pub or club but a herd of wildebeest wouldn’t have disturbed me at all.

Seems as though English type weather is not just the preserve of us Brits. It’s been chucking it down all night and it’s a grey, drab morning. Just going to mooch about today and get some souvenirs, and find out about the buses back to the rail station as I have an early start tomorrow.

It’s been a good break, though while out last night, a slight twinge of loneliness hit me. I was remembering the people, alive or deceased, that are not in my life any more. It just hit me that though I like my own company at times, having that someone to talk to across the dinner table and to share good times and experiences, was notably absent. Perhaps there’s a message there.

However, it is what it is and I’m just having a light breakfast before having a morning stroll. By tomorrow afternoon, it will be back to English mode and thinking about the last Umpire training night of the winter. It’s been a good break, but back to business tomorrow.

A.S.D Brooks

Author: allenbrooks44

44 year old adult living with Autism...