Not much to report since the last entry - in a holding pattern as work continues its prolonged death rattle before the holidays (hopefully). This week we begin house-hunting in earnest, get the cats together and force them to love each other, and gear up for the festive season...
Most of our exploits this week have been based around food (as it should be). On Friday night we went out for a fancy burger with some of Gaby's masters chums and potential company co-founders, which was followed by a work group gathering in our front room on Sunday and a trip to the new Zona Norte branch of Coco Bambu last night, to celebrate Gaby wrapping up the semester. I also intend to make mince pies for Christmas, although mincemeat seems to be at a premium here...
Elsewhere I'm reading "Kafka on the Shore" (in which the main character runs away to Shikoku, and is currently staying in the woods near Kochi - thought of Tom...), I've made another compilation, and have been listening to lots of fado having read about the sad Portuguese. My phrase of the week - "to burn the film" - means to trash someone's reputation, usually by publicly shaming them, and dates back to when you could ruin photographic film by exposing it to too much light.
Well, about time I hit the ol' dusty trail... Speak soon!
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