Auld acquaintance

This is my friend and colleague, Steve. We've been working together for eleven years now and he's one of my best and closest friends. 

By the time I took this photo, this evening, I'd picked him up from his house, we'd driven down to John Lennon, parked in the wrong car park, checked in with EasyJet, had a quick beer, enjoyed the leg space available at the front of the plane, taken a taxi from Barcelona airport to Plaza d'Europa, waited for our AirBnB landlady to find us, dumped our bags and found somewhere to have a very late dinner (at a German restaurant with dreadful food photography).

It was odd to be eating outside (nearly) in the middle of November but I mainly enjoyed the al fresco beers. And Steve's company, of course. We often talk about work but he's knowledgable and interesting about a lot of things and, perhaps best of all, we always seem to manage to find a joke about whatever situation we're in. This evening it was being the most unpopular people on our flight (primarily due to our priority boarding, luxurious legroom and first crack at the bar once we were in the air).