I spent most of
today in a Corby pub garden with my friend Stephen, which is something of a
rarity (particularly the Corby part) but a pleasant diversion nevertheless.
I guess it’s
surprising we can still manage to fill a day with such easy flowing conversation,
particularly when you consider how difficult we find interaction with the
public in the outside world, but then we have a lot of past history (not to be
confused with future history, which is a confusing topic). We managed to cover
a lot of ground we’d fallen behind on thanks to Steve’s recent move to the
midlands. I caught the train from Luton to Corby to meet him, which was
actually a lot of fun, without a single trouser press in sight.
It’s a shame he
moved away as it was inevitably much easier to meet when he lived down the road
in Hitchin, but we do our best to work around it - and if his changed address
gives us reason to spend the day catching up in a ub garden then so be it.