Premiere: Grant – Forward Motion

The clouds rolled on softly by. One by one they came and went across the deep blue sky, passing by in a forward motion only to disappear some place beyond the horizon and out of sight. It was one of those lazy, dreamy afternoons in the city when time seemed to stand still and nobody had any place particular to be.

The sound of traffic was only rivalled by the noises of the birds. On days like this it was enough to forget that there might ever be a problem again, days like this were made for dreaming.