Notes from the south of France, where it is raining! I find this quite excellent and ran around joyfully in the sea since the sun was hiding, but the other people huddled in the hotel lobby are not amused.
I was just doing something technical using a stupid PC (I never, ever touch Windows products if I can help it) and Byron offered to take over the task. I exclaimed Hey! What do you think I am?!
His response was instant: Decorative!
The other night in a very fancy restaurant I said Hey, did I ever tell you the story of how I learned to swim?
The assembled quorum of simultaneously informed me that the topic was Not Appropriate for Dinner.
What?! I think the story funny! Plus I didn’t die, obviously!