Good morning. We were out yesterday at night. There are a couple of bars here in walking distance. It was the Mexican bar where we finally had our drink, mine was a non-alcoholic. E and me looked around and we realized that we were the oldest guests there by far. Neither E nor me could have afforded such an evening with food and drinks in such a rather expensive bar/restaurant like these youngsters when we had their age. My fun those days was to practice karate and later Aikido. With E I got to know what it is to have a restaurant life, too. E loves to eat out, but he also loves what I cook. In London was best weather, I learned. Soon we went home again, the bar became crowded. I was in bed before midnight.
Today is my yoga free day. I should respect this. I can start again tomorrow with primary. It is also an exercise to take a break from time to time. If I practice today or not won't improve my yoga that much. A few sun salutations and pranayama could be something good.
Oh, today is marathon cleaning day.
I will also cook something. We want to decapitate a bottle of red wine.
Oh yes, it is "The lovely bones" by Alice Sebold that he bought for me in London. It seems to be a very touching novel a page turner so to say.