First Drag!

W.F. draws deeply, having lit his cigarette.

E. and K. invited us round for a seasonal plum pie. I was still recovering from the shock of hard disk failure, having upgraded my hard drive and operating system. My old desktop is mysteriously encrypted and I'm trying to work out how to recover it. My photos were all fine though. Just an extra thing to keep me nicely depressed.

We had a pleasant neighbourly evening outside, with lanterns hanging from the branches of their old oak when the sun sank flaming red over Sejny.