Putting dance in redundancy
Today I met Madame (she-who-was-such-a-wonderful-boss) who is staying at Carlos' Castle for a short visit to Ireland.
She didn't exactly bring the weather with her... But she brought Belgian chocolate.
She seems delightfully stress-free since being offboarded by the Mistake Factory last December. Food for thought?
We walked/hobbled the pier while Carlos was having a beauty sleep (apparently every 1-hour power nap gets rid of 15 wrinkles).
We then had a pint and a good old gossip session in the granny-magnet that is the newly refurbished lounge in McKenna's. The temperature in there must have been 28 degrees. The grannies were lapping it. That and their G&Ts.