Alex's Studio

A morning pulling together documents for the boat club yard enlargement, and then off to the sculpture workshop - my bud is now very like the top of an asparagus tip. 
Jupiter Artland here I come. 
Then out to meet the amigos up at Buffalo Grill. The wine did flow. Oh, and the banter. Celtic almost lost their unbeaten record. What mirth. We must have talked about other things too, as we were there for hours. And then the Reidle and myself popped into the session at the Captain’s. He’s got a great voice. Remembering verses however seemed to be a bit beyond him. And then he’d forget that and throw his hat back in the ring for another song. Oh Lord.
Home to have a whisky and unwisely chomp Lidl liqueur chocolates, as if I was invincible.