What can I say...?

I can offer no excuse, except for the beer, the wine and almost the entirety of the ver', ver' fine bottle of port Charlie and Rory bought us back from Porto...

It was a delicious roast chicken lunch, thanks to Janet's excellent culinary skill, and a wonderful catch up with my brother and his wife Caren. They're about to relocate to Cornwall, and I winder if the locals know what's about to land on them...

It was nice to set aside problems and settle into brother time, settle into a glass of memory, and several glasses of forgetfulness... but I'm still not sure why he wanted to rip his clothes off...