Moonlight

Heading home after a quick pint with Jack in Mathers - there was the barman and us when we arrived so not the busiest of nights - celebrating another win at the tenpin and, more importantly, the whole team playing well. That hasn't happened too often lately but maybe we're finding some form, who knows?

Up town earlier finishing off (!) the Christmas shopping then, seeing as it's still freezing, raided the fridge for veggie leftovers and knocked up a pot of rib-sticking, winter soup. Strangely, it tastes of lentils but there were none in it. I guess the sweetcorn had turned a bit earthy but lentil-free lentil soup tastes great.