In the Cellar

A day of WFH - only because I was doing the waiting for the workman thing. Late morning turned into 3:30pm. And the bloody wireless keyboard has become unpaired from the Mac mini. And I can't pair it again as I'm stuck at the login screen. There must be a solution out there somewhere but I've no time.
Anyway, after work it was out to Henry's to see a couple of bands. Here's the headliner - Margo Cilker - all the way from California. And very fab she was too. MrT and I were sitting just behind Donald the poet at this point. Over came an attractive young thing and shook his hand. You were wonderful, she gushed.
There was a simultaneous thought bubble from MrT and myself: Poetry, eh? That can't be that hard.