This morning was our monthly Strugglers meeting at the Quaker Meeting House. Here about ten of us meet once a month, sit quietly for a while and then discuss whatever happens to come up. It is a really refreshing hour and a half of serious discussion. Well, I say 'serious' but sometimes it is anything but. However, the topic really doesn't matter; what matters is that the folk involved get something off their mind, are able to sort it out in their mind with other like-minded people and perhaps as a result get worries or troubles into some kind of proportion.
Living alone does often involve bottling up some worry or other until it takes over the whole of one's thinking and often keeps one awake - as mine did the night before last when I really had hardly any sleep at all. At least last night I slept like the proverbial log.
Lunch out afterwards for two of us (Seafood Platter - Smoked salmon, prawns, smoked mackerel, green salad, mayo and a nice warm brown roll - afterward we succumbed to a tartlet of cream topped with raspberries, kiwi and the like). At least I shalln't starve.