Bruno visited yesterday, as I was waiting for the exhausted Captain to return... most of the day was devoted to trying to let people know that Jims funeral isn't really attendable as the director has recommended against it. Kate is the maitre d' for the event on the part of the family and she will be hosting in the car park at Trebes. Weird old life eh.
Captain made it home, toally wrecked. And not from having too much fun without me. Feel somewhat guilty. Somewhat.
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