Chaz is visiting, which is a lovely thing; Karen has most generously sent him up here for a couple of days.
His plane was delayed, but he did finally make it here by early afternoon, whereupon we repaired to the Witchnest and began consuming gin. (Well, I began at that point; he began on the plane.)
Eventually dinner was prepared and consumed. Then Mark and I taught him a card game, whereupon he creamed us, all innocent-like.
Obviously it’s bedtime. Nothing more to see here.