Contentment

Last night we went out for nachos at The Orange Tree followed by a couple of drinks at the newly re-opened King's Arms, which seems to have suffered a serious charm downgrade, at least in terms of decor. The new publican was nice enough, mind.

This evening, though, we stayed in and I cooked us chilli. I'd thought we might watch a film but in the end we just chatted and hung out, which was even better.

About ten-thirty, I was ready for bed, but Dan elected to stay up for a while. I took this picture of him from my bedroom window as he enjoyed a beer, a roll-up, and a podcast about whether people are happier under Marxism or Capitalism.