Glittering lights

Christmas meal out at a Grill on the Alley in town with the Summaries team. Nice place. Food was good, and I was keen to try one of their smoking cocktails but my streaming cold got the better of me. I put in a good effort though on the red wine.

Then a wheezing cackling Jack Duckworth of a taxi man drove me home. Told me about his plans to spend Christmas Day alone in Reddish. They involved a greasy spoon. I also got last year's Christmas. He had selective hearing - so it was mainly monologue.