Grey what can I say about Grey? A Grey Day? I can be grateful for the grey, for it contrasts beautifully with warmer tones, warmer tones bringing cheer to my bones, A heart warming end to a Grey Day! The dark grey days of winter do have their compensations, we can laze in-front of a blazing fire watching the flames, the colours, reminiscing ... Dad would always make perfect toast over an open fire, he was an 'expert toaster', me, I always cremated mine over the flames, if not dropped into them! Dad's were always just right, he had the knack of angling the fork for an all-over brown loveliness. The deliciousness was made all the more by his careful application of glistening butter. The trick was patience, I hadn't learnt that, in-fact, waiting my turn for the next piece seemed like an eternity, rather like waiting for spring! Ah, simple pleasures! For more Stumbling towards Ecstasy Visi...