Power station

Went for a birthday meal with my gran (85) and the family near Coventry. Food was pretty good, although the landlord was irritable and seemed like he would've preferred an empty pub. My uncle's still not well, but everyone else was chirpy. Good to catch up. My parents finally talked to me about my break up, which was appreciated. I don't think any of us are very good from communicating.

Got a train back, then saw this on the way back from buying some whiskey (Bunnuhabhain) at the wholesalers. There was lots of fencing and danger of death signs.

Bye Barbara