The prodigal returns …


Well he came home for one evening. Mrs H all giddy at the thought of him being home for the night. He made the tea for us, and did quite well too. He should be okay making a tomato sauce now. Just needs to keep his concentration focused.

Pleasant night at the Red Lion for the quiz night. No one in when I got there. It was not as mad and hectic as the last couple of times we’ve been. I suppose, his drama friends out so outgoing, that when they are not there, it’s a bit flat. He does take the piss out of D** quite a bit. But the thing is, I don’t think D** knows when it is happening. Of course, no win again. The usual bunch won. I’ve stopped taking it serious now. You just cannot win against people like that.

And that’s about it.