Yesterday

I met up with my friend from un'i's brother and partner early in the evening. I told them about things that I had experienced lately, and why I now prefer to be at home. He seemed to know what I was talking about, which suggests to me that he may have heard something. We didn't stay long, and I had a lovely evening with home-made Indian food, jelly babies, cheap wine, and a 1961 comedy called Make Mine Mink.