We
have had a rather cold and bleak week. Very little sunshine,
rain, overcast skies, winds blowing, but we soldier on here
in York! At least we don't seem to spend a great deal of
time in the elements!!
The week went well, workwise, and on Thursday, I went to
lunch with two colleagues from work. We went to the Brigadier
Gerard pub for lunch, as it was an easy
drive from the office, and we had a good time. Jan and Juliet
had not been there, as they both commute to work from out
of town. So a good choice and a good time!
On Friday Liz Kirby and Lil Sutton came round for gumbo.
This is the gumbo that should have been served last Friday,
but Liz got sick! Anyway, Liz and I had not exchanged Christmas
presents, and it gave us a chance to do so. I'd also made
a shrimp salad, and we had French garlic bread and cheese
and fruit for dessert. Richard Kirby, Liz's husband, showed
up a bit after 9:30pm. He'd been out with friends in the
pubs, and he joined in the wine drinking and the cheese
eating, and we all visited and enjoyed each other's company
until about 11:30. Then I bade them farewell and got myself
ready for bed, after I'd cleaned and straightened things
up. How nice to have a dishwasher now to do much of the
work for me!!!
Saturday dawned sunny, and I was to meet Teri Rhodes for
lunch at Bar
38 prior to our going to the pictures.
I went by her parents' stall in the market, and there she
was! So, we walked down to Bar 38
together. We had a delicious lunch, and a good catch up
conversation. We left there and walked next door to City
Screen to get our tickets for Brokeback
Mountain, which we had reserved several days ago.
When we got into the theatre, we were lucky to get two seats
together, and that weren't on the first few rows! The place
wound up being completely sold out. It was an excellent
movie! We cried, and we talked afterwards how we thoroughly
enjoyed it. Afterwards, her boyfriend, Steve, picked us
up, and he dropped me off, and I got in my car and drove
to the train station to pick up Vincent Lourde, a friend
from Toulouse,
France who is working in Manchester. We had only recently
reconnected, and he was coming over for the evening. I picked
him up at the station, and then off we went to La
Tasca, a Spanish tapas restaurant. We
had a great time, and the food was delicious! We lingered
over sangria and enjoyed catching up with each other. Finally,
we headed home.
We awoke this morning to fog, and after breakfast, we headed
into town, as he'd not been here. He thought York was lovely,
and he especially enjoyed the Minster, as there was a service
going on, and so we stayed for that, enjoying the choir,
organ, etc. A lovely morning and afternoon.
I've just returned from taking him back to the station,
and now I write this week's edition to you. Here's hoping
none of you had anything untoward happen on Friday 13th,
and that all is well with each of you. All the best for
the coming week and forever...
Love,
