Called to Al Tennyson today whilst walking Rocko. Long walk, so said why not chill with Al for a bit. Rest of his family are gone to Mayo for a few days, so he’s left alone to working on his mammoth jigsaw and other splendidly intelligent things, I’m fairly sure of it 😊 He’s in good form, happy as Lar and bouncing about as per usual and telling me about his PHD. Interesting stuff, for sure, and always a pleasure to hang and chat with him. Good, good friend, just like Zoe. He also showed me Hallam’s Lego work. Fairly damn impressive in its own right, too. Love their house, how welcoming it is, and how good they are to each other as a family. Relatively deaf ears was the OCD left on, when I explained it a bit to Al as well as I could. Anyhow, all going good, at home now and not minding Rose the dog for the Tennyson’s so my time is mine once more. Break from the scribbles? We’ll see. I mean, I think I might just be at a turning point again for something new, which is always good, for a breather from the scribbles, if nothing else.