Bus home

J started at the Lyceum youth theatre today. He was there with his friend, also a 'J', who is "NOT" his girlfriend.

He seemed pretty happy when he came out but quickly descended into crabbit. We decided he must be hungry so we nipped over to the Filmhouse cafe and bought him a nutty, seedy kind of cakey thing and an orange juice (it did the trick) whilst we had a glass of wine.

Decided that drink is the only way to make a foul, rainy cold spring day seem ok.