Merlot, Tradewind and Americano

That's what Allan and I did tonight at the Filmhouse. It was a choice between split your wrists French masterpiece or too near the bone American cuckold drama. We stuck with good food, a glass or two and a lot of catch up chat. Allan took sunsets from Calton Hill tonight. I'm afraid all I managed was the empty leftovers of our evening together.

I think I might follow LeeAnne's example and start a countdown. I have much to achieve and to lose in a very few weeks.
Work was busy today. A visit from our sponsors this morning with a trip to Pilton this morning and general admin this afternoon. Somehow it all felt quite satisfying.