Waiting room

We woke early this morning, as Brian had a doctors appointment. Just a regular checkup, but a bit of a drive away.

It was a beautiful misty start over the village, and we could just make out the outline of the church from our bathroom window.

A 50 minute drive later the mist had lifted, and we were sat in a grey waiting room.

I strangely find comfort in these old, creaky spaces, they remind me of the village life of my childhood.

Checkup over, time for a cheery cup of coffee.