Christmas at the Brewery

Woke up this morning, took a shower, ate breakfast, looked through my wardrobe for a change of clothes, filled Doudou's bowls with food & water, placed them between the first & second doors leaving the front door ajar so she could stay outside or shelter as would be her wont and waited for Paul, a Coreff partner, to take me to the brewery for the Christmas party. Arrived, waited for others to turn up, did a bit of self-service whilst waiting, met old friends, made new acquaintences; food served, sausages & paté, couldn't eat it because of my illnesses, Paul went into town looking for something that I could eat, most shops close on a monday in Brittany, as he rediscovered; he came back with ham from the bone and a packet of vegetables, got it heated, very tasty, back to the bar chatting to everybody, listening to the live music; Paul signalled that perhaps it was time to leave, didn't understand why he wanted to leave so early with that many people still at the bar, arrived home, happened to look at the clock, wasn't early.