On the way...

A morning sitting in Ruth's Kitchen out at Juniper with da sis, and then the maw. So once my freedom had been regained, I stepped along the canal and picked up some tickets for an eagerly awaited film ramarra. And then... a session with AJ. He's a fine gittarist, so he is. We were flying. Chemistry! MsAJ arrived at the door of the close as I was leaving. I reported that there would be further sessions as we'd had such a grand time. She rolled her eyeballs!
After that, there was only one thing to do. Yes, the cheeky teatime pints! And there was Frankie, the drouth. What fine blethers. I think that the rarely mentioned MsP even enjoyed hersel!