The Pines

The usual day acclimatising. Back to the world of Cripps, Bevan and Bevin. That’s right, once again I have time to read. So much time that I’d forgotten to take a blip until the sun was behind the trees.
Down town in the evening and bumped into an old colleague, Andy G who, amazingly enough, had also been in Soller last week. Well well. And it was midnight before we were back to the gaff. I’ve no idea.