Sea View Room

Down to assist the son, who seems to have two large TVs in his flat, neither of which work. Perhaps that’s why they were in a skip in the first place. Still, as I was on my way to the dump I happily helped him load them into the shooting brake. 
Later, a meet up with Emma at the OCP, a bit of a wine tasting (me) and menu choices selection (her). It’s all coming together… after a fashion. 
Which reminds me of the SK’s latest joakette. A friend was in and they went upstairs to be shown the costume. It’s what they do. An hour or so later, after the friend was away, I happened to open the bedroom door and there was the costume still laid out - cripes, a black vinyl dress, black tights and earrings, a white rose.. I took it all in so quickly and closed the door. Gulp. And there she was pretending it was all white. I made my way outside where the SK was gardening. She sensed something - and then went to hold her hand to her mouth and spoke falteringly….  "Oh God, did I leave…..  "
I’m afraid you did, I said. I tried not to look, honest.  

And then…  huge guffaws!  


Fooled again. Another set up. What am I getting into …?