Forced to rest my injured leg, this afternoon I published then read a good chunk of V.S. Naipaul’s ‘A Way in the World’. This evening we dined on Mr Pink’s fish, chips, Garner’s Pickled Onions and Mrs Elwood’s Pickled Cucumbers, with which Jackie drank Hoegaarden, I drank London Pride, Flo drank Lipton’s iced tea, and … Continue reading Resting My Leg