Pints with poets
The morning crouched under The Cloud of Things That Must Be Done. Mostly Edinburgh stuff. Outside windy and rainy. Lorraine off to school, Betty having a quiet duvet day.
Did this till two thirty then met Sarah Barnsley and Robin who came to the Preston Park Tavern. We discussed Telltale Press, and drank beer, and then gossiped about poets and poetry. Not the usual way of spending a Tuesday afternoon, but cheerful. Robin positive and cheery, as was Sarah. Felt like all the good things had been salvaged from Telltale, as we move onto another phase. Got home a little after 7:30, cheery and with my top hat slightly askew. I always learn lots when talking with those two.
Did this till two thirty then met Sarah Barnsley and Robin who came to the Preston Park Tavern. We discussed Telltale Press, and drank beer, and then gossiped about poets and poetry. Not the usual way of spending a Tuesday afternoon, but cheerful. Robin positive and cheery, as was Sarah. Felt like all the good things had been salvaged from Telltale, as we move onto another phase. Got home a little after 7:30, cheery and with my top hat slightly askew. I always learn lots when talking with those two.
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