Paul, Ruth, John, Keith and I dined yesterday. It was a very pleasant and convivial meal and just as I was faltering in my eating I realized I was about to basically put my head down and start snoozing so I slithered off home in a taxi. Which reminds me, I have a sammy to reheat.
The Echo is serving them well, they say, and their Yukon vacation was stellar.
1581 words on TB yesterday, so that’s respectable. Coming up on the Ottawa trip in the story.
I’m really concerned about storm Hilary, but oh well. We’ll get our day in the climate sun again here in MST country soon enough I imagine.
