The odd one out

It had been a loooooong time since the last BNC meeting in a public house. 
It looks like our hellraising days may be well behind us. Vivian had 3 pints, Michael two and I had two Erdies. Of the blue variety. Rock'n'roll! 
I almost grabbed Michael's pint a couple of times. Some sort of pavlovian reaction I suppose... 
The conversation was none the less lively and we were able to put the world to rights with a new-to-us sense of focus.
And I was able to drive home afterwards. The glimpse of moon that I got for a the few minutes that it took to walk to the car was rather special.