Kirkgate

Out to visit the Aunt; I really don’t go frequently enough - she’s a good chat and because I leave it so long I have too much to catch up on. So much news! And then just as I realised time was pressing in on me and I should depart, her #4 daughter arrived. Och it was lovely.
So back over the Harlaw Road and Kirkgate I did go, off on a booze shop. And that included a stop off at the Moonwake Brewery for a case. Oh, they brew lovely stuff, in the most cool cans. It’s beginning to feel a bit like Christmas.
Home and off to the Everyman to see Conclave. It’s a thing of the very greatest loveliness; a fabulous array of actors, sumptuous sets, terrific music of the soundscape type. And a decent enough story. That Tedesco would get my vote though. Enough of this moral relativism and western decline! I blame the Reformation.