Up a dark alley

The boys and I had a late night last night. We found Westworld was on the t.v. and I thought they should watch Yul Brenner's melting face as part of a boy's intiation to the world of cinema. Of course there were a few yawns today, but I think it was worth it. In loco pater, if you like. (Sorry if that's not real Latin!)

We called in at Janet and Ned's to see some pictures and caught the tail end of a party there. I have missed several events lately, including Janet's exhibition launch in Palma last night. This was her gallery space being taken over in turn by another lovely artist, so I got a few shots of them. We had more noodles and deliciousness for lunch at Kopitiam and I had a lovely chat with V and J there before back home and some lounging and a tiny bit of work. BOys off for the night and I crept back to the plaza for green tea with Wendy, having missed her dance performance last weekend too! Ah well, I am forgiven.

I am retiring to the sitting room with a bit oh Hendrick's. The liquid variety, which I understand needs cucumber not lemon. Here I go....

Have a lovely evening all.