Mid flow

Our sobre mesa can take many forms. This evening’s started late as I had been working and then at theatre group with Sybille. Ben and I rustled up risotto and such and then Agu started with the jokes. ‘Why the long face?’ featured heavily, as did the Martian Zonc, …. stop me if you’ve heard it before… We ended with a lengthy and conbobulatory complexity of nonsensing delight. Oh happy daysevenings.