imbolc (we are half way there)

half way between the winter solstice and the spring equinox (we are half way there). 

horsemouth has his coffee (wait he's going to get some more). 

last night zoom beers (early) with howard. horsemouth had a bottle and a half. (remind him to take the bottles back downstairs in a minute). they discussed the man in the high castle and brexit (in particular the way it fucks retiring to a european country - howard has friends in spain he could have done it).  

horsemouth is running out of pages in his diary (in his little black book). he has shifted his EPC planning to another (larger) notebook. broadly it's less about the costing than being in a position to go ahead if DESNZ give the go-ahead. 

anyway he's back up and wandering around mid-february. (ah-ha he's just realised he can do the thing with the calendars).

horsemouth is now onto the tea.