Waiting, waiting, to fly home. On standby and my angst took a dive towards anger along with the Koru, appropiately there is a Y here somewhere. Z is in the next day's square, looking at the legs of the narrow coffee bench in front of me. I tried to pick myself up with some colour for the A - failed it's ghastly. A wonky teacup and the b is well hidden. C's are over stamped, obviously my whole mood has been affected negatively this week by events, more than I realised. The sun is starting to come out with the D and finally the E after looking at Berndt. What a delight that was.