It was a lovely day. It really was. I think back to it often. And then I think of what came after. But how wise I was to at least plan my lunch to take place the day before the referendum. Anything else would have made it impossible. How five years can change so much…
Reading this again, I have just realised that what happened after must have been my fault. Thirteen people round the tables. I’m very sorry.
(Not to mention how sorry I am for the fact that WordPress has made it impossible to grab the old post and repost it. This wobbliness was caused by multiple screen grabs.)
We’re all doomed.
The Occasional Bookwitch 