I see faces

I came back up from Salford, after my guitar lesson at lunchtime, worked this afternoon, and then did some yoga and weights before heading down into Kirkby Lonsdale with Dan.

I'd popped the lava lamp on in the music room, and as the wax did it's initial eruption it settled into this shape, like a little man viewed from behind and to the side, reminding me of Matthew Shardlake, the protagonist of the series of books I'm enjoying at the moment.

Anyway, I had a cracking evening with Dan: a curry followed by a few drinks in the King's Arms. I love talking to him and I particularly enjoy debating politics with him. He's one of two people, the other being Simon, who can make me sound right wing!