it's been a while diary. Sounds of traffic on the opposite bank of the river. The rumbling of trains crossing a bridge. Distant faint roars of aircraft flying by. Traffic, traffic, traffic. Punctuated by the sounds of sea birds, and gently lapping waves. A much more serine and kind place. Even emergency sirens in the distance don't bother me. They are all just part of life. And life at the moment is OK.