... we were all knackered, but there was still enough power in me, to get out for a tour of the toon.
This is a different evening shot, don't know what you think about it - but with your comments coming in I will soon be wiser.
Till then, have a great evening
My little extra:
THE NIGHT HAS A THOUSAND EYES
by Francis William Bourdillon
The night has a thousand eyes,
And the day but one;
Yet the light of the bright world dies
With the dying sun.
The mind has a thousand eyes,
And the heart but one:
Yet the light of a whole life dies
When love is done.