Pool with Mad Dog

In cyberspace again for much of the day, working on my website. However recharged spirit and soul with a long walk down by the sea. Beautiful blowy afternoon and it is just wonderful to be have the time to be able to stop and stare at the enormous flock of starlings swooping about above the old pier, or the parasurfers speeding over the waves.

In the evening Bob came around to stay overnight. We went out for many games of pool and a few pints in the Caxton. Unbelievably I managed to win four games in a row, against the old Mad Dog which was more than satisfying - I have only managed to fluke one or two games against him, whose misspent youth was spent entirely lurking in pool-playing cider dens. However Bob found some form and we drew level, but we left it at that. It is a little known fact that Mad Dog got this nickname after running about growling alarmingly in a pool room of a pub full of dodgy and violent types with a pool cue clamped between his teeth.

Then a light Thai meal, a discussion on global warming, and a walk home via the beach - Bob loving being near the dark sea.

We also discovered, after all these years, that we both loved the books of Andre Norton as kids. These were SF books I read when I was about 11 and 12, at the time I thought they were suffused with a genuine strangeness and alien feeling especially in Judgement on Janus, Catseye, and Star Man's Son.

Below Mum sent me the first picture in our project. Here is the first sighting of Jake, plus a parasurfer and a peachy cloud.