Poke Sixpack*

or Wireless internet Does an Evening Make.

Finally managed to escape from work at a semi-reasonable hour this week.
Dinner at Pascoe.
Coughing galore still, but good to see all feeling better.
All manner of frivolous topics discussed.
Plans made for a Tasmanian jaunt for P's birthday.

Nearly ran over a cat on the way home.

* Sixpack = best name of all time.