Susan

Went up town to meet a couple of old friends for coffee and a blether; they'd done a concert last night and had an hour or two to spare before their flight home. V good to catch up with J particularly, since the last time we'd met up with any possibility of a blether was at a funeral.

In the evening D and I went across town to attend a bat walk in Harrison Park - we were given the loan of a bat detector and saw/heard quite a few of the little fellers flitting about. Then we went to the Sample Rooms for a pint with Shandonner and a former student who we'd bumped into.

The snail has re-emerged in the orchid pot. D thinks she's called Susan (I think snails may be hermaphrodite, but he said it could be a boy named Sue).