Introspection

Up town at lunchtime which is of course ridiculously early for a pint or two. For we were there to meet up with Shandonner and have a blether, as he faithfully reports on his own blip page. What he didn’t mention was our football banter. “Is there no football on?” he asked. “It’s the winter break” I replied. That was it. We moved on to matters of more mutual interest after that. Gaelic! 
Home for chores - the removal of all the Christmas decorations. I feared the place would look a bit bare and unhomely afterwards but actually, it looks great. Sort of colonial, New England, maritime - and that’s just the front room. Honestly, I'd only had two pints.