Hifi excess

I spend the day near Longnewton pruning apple trees. It’s partially useful and the put luck lunch was very good.

On the way home, I stop into Ali’s in Gala. There’s no response from the buzzer. I get a neighbour to let me in and proceed to chap loudly at Ali’s front door. And I’m in luck.

He makes me a cup of tea and we blether happily for a couple of hours. I don’t think he’ll be coming to visit any time soon, but he seems in reasonable spirits. Even the mismatched speakers and broken silver CD spaceship aren’t bringing him down.

Back home I opt for comfort food - spaghetti, pesto, and tomatoes. A bottle of beer. A Keith Jarrett documentary.