i was having a sociable week after getting over the norovirus. bike rides and hillwalks all weekend, then i got into a run of dinner and drinks out that lasted the whole week. january is dark, bleak and cold. but there is meaning and warmth in whiling away the hours on the little things of life with the people you love.
isn’t it always the case that party chat evaporates?
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