Yesterday Liz and myself went to Windsor to pay our respects and bid farewell to our Queen.

The feelings in Windsor were not deeply unhappy but rather being a little on the quiet and respectful side of the peoples mourning. It was good to go there and spend a few moments reading (on the flowers) how others felt of these sad events. We heard many differing languages, met all ages, saw no inappropriate behaviour. People were quietly sober and respectful.

It was raining and the two pencil sketches done very quickly whilst dodging the rain drops, show the crowds coming up from the station to the town and the second image shows where the flowers were being left at the gate to the great park.

A special day out, which is one that Liz and myself will remember.