So, of course, it’s record night.
Well, let’s do this thing.
Review/notes: The beer has good, flowery hops. Caught it at the Fork Handles on the way to the bus.
In pretty good condition for the 10K and needing to do the route twice to make my Saturday mileage so, right on schedule, we break out the booze and music. Let’s see how it goes tomorrow….
There’s no Robyn Hitchcock in the house, either, and Jackie works till 7 on most Fridays so I don’t know how to convince her to make the trek to Oxford to catch a second set for his concert a month hence. It may be time to give Blood On The Tracks another visit for some such evidence.
[DT =Daily Tipple, explained in DT #000 here]