Retracing
Lorraine up early and off to the school for a morning event, then in the afternoon she travelled up to London to go to a reunion of the people she started nursing with back in the early eighties.
I however, did a few bits of writing, and emailing folks including Robin, who had sent me a copy of her booklet A Guide TO Getting Published in UK Poetry Magazines, which is a generally good wheeze. then sauntered down to Brighton Station where I met Tracey, who I had not seen for some ten years, she having been living lately in California, and dodging wildfires.
Talked about a good deal with her, such as her time in Hawaii, and working for an IT startup in California, and experiences working for a non-profit organisation there too, and colourful descriptions of the characters she met there. She is now back in the UK for the time being. We spent the entire afternoon and evening just talking. Tracey on the hunt for CBD oil, which was found in Infinity Foods, then we walked down to the sea, to get our cobwebs blown off. Then tea in the Mock Turtle, followed by strapping on the nosebag in Terre à Terre. Trace is a vegan. I opted for a vegetarian fish and chips, very high end, with squeaky halloumi cheese instead of fish. She had something to do with high end cauliflowers, but asked for extra chips and we shared a chocolate cake dessert.
Walked home, just got home as it started raining heavily and thundering. Quite a stormy night.
Tracey going to bed at around 9:45, perhaps there is only so much talking to Peter Kenny a person can stand. I waited up till Lorraine came home, watching Match of the Day, and sipping a bottle of beer. Had another bottle of beer when Lorraine came home. She'd had a fun reunion in London, and I looked at photos of her pals before we crept up to bed.
I however, did a few bits of writing, and emailing folks including Robin, who had sent me a copy of her booklet A Guide TO Getting Published in UK Poetry Magazines, which is a generally good wheeze. then sauntered down to Brighton Station where I met Tracey, who I had not seen for some ten years, she having been living lately in California, and dodging wildfires.
Talked about a good deal with her, such as her time in Hawaii, and working for an IT startup in California, and experiences working for a non-profit organisation there too, and colourful descriptions of the characters she met there. She is now back in the UK for the time being. We spent the entire afternoon and evening just talking. Tracey on the hunt for CBD oil, which was found in Infinity Foods, then we walked down to the sea, to get our cobwebs blown off. Then tea in the Mock Turtle, followed by strapping on the nosebag in Terre à Terre. Trace is a vegan. I opted for a vegetarian fish and chips, very high end, with squeaky halloumi cheese instead of fish. She had something to do with high end cauliflowers, but asked for extra chips and we shared a chocolate cake dessert.
Walked home, just got home as it started raining heavily and thundering. Quite a stormy night.
Tracey going to bed at around 9:45, perhaps there is only so much talking to Peter Kenny a person can stand. I waited up till Lorraine came home, watching Match of the Day, and sipping a bottle of beer. Had another bottle of beer when Lorraine came home. She'd had a fun reunion in London, and I looked at photos of her pals before we crept up to bed.
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