Dover Stargate
Wednesday. Clear blue skies, cool and crisp. A straightforward school run and a busy morning shift, but it was a shorter day than usual. I left early to go to the Dover Registry Office at four — a declaration in person was required to get the paperwork sorted for my dad’s funeral. Just a quiet evening after that: pork chops, potatoes and veggies for supper, followed by more Halloween farming in the Labyrinth.
