There was a lovely sunset tonight.
J rang me up from Wadhurst at about the same time. He also wanted to talk about the sunset.
We watched it change from red to a softy rosy glow.
There were hardly any cars about, other than the odd loud lunatic speeding at 60mph on the 40mph road, but other than that, it was just us and the sunset.
We thought about the sunsets we had enjoyed.
The best sunset I have ever seen was in Vancouver when I was on my gap year, it was a massive sunset right over the ocean, trees and city. I won’t forget it.
J thought about his favourite sunset, well, he had two: one in Nepal and the other in -Tooting (see, you don’t have to go far to enjoy a sunset!).