Wednesday: Linear

We had a lovely al fresco meal with V and E this evening.  We decamped to theirs and set up a table by a bench near their apartment.  We ordered Indian, giving the restaurant some complex delivery instructions, given that we were on the third bench to the right of the tennis court, or similar.

It was lovely to catch up.  Not even the fact that it could have been a tad warmer could dampen our spirits.