2nd verse, same as the first

... "the first" being the last post I wrote in here, appropriately titled "The endless Write in the Journal fail" during the last NaDruiWri Covid edition. Just like last year this is also going to be a one post wonder (and, sadly, even shorter than the previous).

NaDru business first: 2 glasses of Moscato (in the pub; yes, went to a pub tonight, 100% the busiest place I've been since Jan. 2020), a few mouthfuls of gee-I-really-don't-want-this Riesling and now a rum concoction.

WriNi: the pub is in Pickering where my sister and Mum live and going there to play the buzztime music quiz was THE big social event for us in the before-times. I'd secretly hoped I'd lead them to the path of drunk writing but no dicde. I drink (excdepting 1 glass of wine Mum had in the pub) and write alone (even though not quite writing alone as writing together was possible via 2 different Zoom offering tonight but I'll pass over in silence why they didn't quite work out as it's not very exciting).

Actually, no, I'll take that back and say the one I joined last year (referenced in last year's post... see again '2nd verse same as the 1st') didn't work out 'cause I'm too wiped. On Monday I'll get in the car I'll borrow from my Mum and drive myself to Bracebridge in the hopes a week off / away and near water will lead to me being less wiped. It doesn't bear thinking at prseent what will happen if it doesn't. Maybe I'll write more from there if it does, though.