Turns to dull

Taxi driver this morning asked me if I was excited about Santa's imminent
arrival. I've not been asked that question since I was about 8 so was slightly flummoxed.

Out with some folk tonight. Two of whom are engaging, intelligent, witty and wise. Whereas the other has a creative and interesting job, which she can make sound sooo dull that I actually struggled not to yawn. In her face.

On way home, spotted a pal. So quick drink was then on the cards.