I don’t really feel like going to the bar tonight. I’m pretty tired, and my throat, whilst a lot better, is still a little sore and would probably be better if not exposed to loads of cigarette smoke. So, I’m going to be a boring old home body tonight. I had originally planned to go and see the invalid Charlie, but thought she might not appreciate a cold in addition to her damaged Achille’s tendon.
separating the wanted from the unwanted