Gravel was down early at the market today, and generous as always, there was a sausage roll waiting for me when I arrived. I went and got coffee and doughnuts, and we set about the serious work of the day
Boring Ray, having sold his Knobkerry before I arrived, was full of himself, and now considers himself an expert, though not as much as the bloke he sold it to, who advised him it had been carved with stone tools. I Had to remind Ray that he hadn't even known what it was a fortnight ago, and that he had simply sold it to someone as daft as himself
Barry The Original Ted called in, with a bag of old photos we have all seen many times. Kind-hearted Gravel feigned interest
Tool Man and myself took the opportunity to retreat, on the pretext of having a word with Golden Gordon

Gravel was leaving early today, so we washed down some mushroom and onion bhajis with Dandelion & Burdock, and he headed home, and I headed to the hospital.
Apologies for the abbreviated report, but I shall try to make up for it next week - assuming anything interesting happens
After hours at the hospital, I arrived home to a very thoughtful Iberian gift package from
Johnnythefox
, which I thought particularly kind, considering he had had to carry everything back on his bike

This cool beer-mat was included

Some of the other items included, I'll be posting about elsewhere
I also received a lovely hand-written letter from Greg
WhittlinAway
a few days ago, which was a very nice surprise. Greg included two pocket slips he had made for me, sized to fit a standard A. Wright Lamb