Friday the 14th

Something of a bruising morning - got a call from the Maw's wee sister, in a bit of a flap, to say that Mum was going to miss her regular hairdressing appointment as she didn't know how to get there (it's a few bus stops down the road). So I left work and went out to pick her up from the hairdressers (her sister had got her down there) and she was quite bewildered and upset at the whole thing, going over it again and again, and baffled and tearful that she couldn't work out how to get a bus outside a house where she'd lived for so long. Afterwards we sat and had a cup of tea and she calmed down quite a bit. It's an education.
Anyway, enough of that. Life goes on. It's Friday night - and after a stop off uptown, it was home with the fire on and a Primitivo di Manduria. Stonking.