Thinking and drinking

Fartlek at lunchtime.
Managed to run 7.5m on a 6.2m route. Which is a sign that I was going reasonably well (lots of doubling back).
In the evening, we met up with S whose recovery is going well if not as quickly as he might have hoped. Walking with one stick now rather than crutches but he has a big blind spot on his left hand side which means that, if you are on that side, you just don't exist as far as he is concerned. And, trying to walk in a straight line across a courtyard to the restaurant, he naturally curved off right.
Good to catch up with him - and finally meet his other half, J.
S was on the JD and coke. We asked if this was allowed and he said "no".