Work has really been a pain recently and without Alice
with me I have had to consider options to recover. A quiet drink at home seemed favourite until I remembered that I had promised not to open the next barrel until she got back.
The bars around here are either in hotels and very expensive or rather more alternative and less
likely to attract a person with my cultured viewpoint. No, thinking about it more, I am able to try anywhere. Culture? What is that to bother me?
But I meander as I so often do. Really I want to complain of my work and must warn you that it is slightly NSFW.
don’t we all????