Mead

As hoped I managed to get in a night of Stick playing. The joy was doubled as I spent half the evening just fiddling with the electronics (great toys and creative toys with it) and the other half letting new melodies arrive.

Meanwhile, I've had two glasses of mead tonight. It feels fitting now I'm living close to a prehistoric hill etching and (I'm told) on the convergence of lay lines. Ancient booze. yep, it's time to sleep.