A beautiful thing

Today I met an old friend called Arthur that I hadn't run into since last September. Those aren't my car keys btw.

Just look at that. Isn't it lovely. Tall, dark and handsome. You know when you haven't had something for a while and you think it won't live up to the memory in your head and then not only does it but it's better than you remember.

Between a cinema trip on monday and a pint today it feels like things are slowly going back to normality.