Gagarin and Malmo

Coffees for me and Dan, this morning, in my (current) two favourite mugs: one that I bought my brother for his birthday a couple of years ago (before I remembered his 'no clutter' philosophy) and one that I bought in Malmo, this year. 

I dropped Dan at the Hideaway again on my way to work and had another admin day in the office before meeting Bob and his family for dinner at Plato's, this evening. (The food was great but I always find the place irritatingly overpriced, like everything is about a quid more than you think it should be.)

After that, Bob and I spend the evening with his Uncle Peter, who was a splendid and interesting chap, not least because he saw The Beatles play Hammersmith Palais in the early sixties!

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Reading: 'The Quantum Astrologer's Handbook' by Michael Brooks