I am in a town I do not know in waking life. We go to a pub - the bar area looks like it is outside. I decide to go for a pint of beer called a Medusa - this is 7%. Some concerns about being too drunk. The batman asks me if I want a short. I decline.
We sit down at a table with others, including Caroline, my uncle:s wife from 40 years ago. I ask her how old she is so I'm and then say that me and the other person are closer to her age than we are to the others.
Flicking through a comic strip I have written of when I went to see Death In June. Pencil drawings of Douglas P inked in. I prefer the original pencil drawing.
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