A Penguin's Tale: Day Three

The day started slowly. Not unexpected after the events of the previous day, one supposes. By late morning, our intrepid hero was moved to look at a local museum in an effort to find somewhere his abductors may not venture:

( Towards the lochs... )

A Penguin's Tale: Day Three

The day started slowly. Not unexpected after the events of the previous day, one supposes. By late morning, our intrepid hero was moved to look at a local museum in an effort to find somewhere his abductors may not venture:

( Towards the lochs... )

Picture Frame

Finally. I have found a frame to put my photo of Dad in. I took the picture almost exactly a year ago. It was the last one anyone took of him and despite it being outside the hospital where he went after the first of the mini strokes, he looks happy and surprisingly well.
( Dad )

It still makes me well up when I look at it, but I am really, really glad I have it. I miss the old bloke.

Picture Frame

Finally. I have found a frame to put my photo of Dad in. I took the picture almost exactly a year ago. It was the last one anyone took of him and despite it being outside the hospital where he went after the first of the mini strokes, he looks happy and surprisingly well.
( Dad )

It still makes me well up when I look at it, but I am really, really glad I have it. I miss the old bloke.