Through my sunglasses

A glorious day, necessitating a swim in the sea. And the start on a new book - About a Son, by David Whitehouse. A tough read. And coincidentally news on the son, as it appears that KP job was a springboard to other things, as I’d been suspecting. Less a springboard than a high diving board, perhaps. Some people are just more affected by gravity than others.
Having lazed in the sun so long all day, and having expended my remaining energy in drawing level at 3-3 in the crib tournament, we decided on Maria’s in the evening. Maist delightful it was too.