Coffee with Fred – 21 December 2024

I’d a bag of books either owing to him or ones I had read and thought he might appreciate. Coffee at Tesco was the halfway house for both of us.

It had been a dreich day. Sometimes sunny, then it all clouded over. You didn’t know whether to go out for a walk with the risk of getting soaked or stay in and mope about the house wishing you’d gone out after all. As it happened, that halfway house was the ideal solution. We met at 2pm and I had been asked by Scamp to bring home half a dozen eggs and a pizza.

As usual with Fred, talk was one sided. His side. I shouldn’t complain because when I’m out with Alex, I always feel I’m hogging the conversation. Maybe it’s just the same with Fred. We discussed the new Portrait champion of 2024. His merits and his faults. I was surprised at how accommodating Fred was about this young artist, but we were in agreement that he had been tutored or at least assisted by other artists. In a way I felt sorry for him, that he’d landed a big commission, but had he peaked too soon? Only time will tell.
After a flat white each, we both agreed we’d had quite enough poor coffee, worse than Costa and that is a real slur, so we parted ways with an apology from me for forgetting his and Margo’s Christmas card which I’d left at home.

By the time I got home the sun had gone to bed and it was pointless trying for an outside photo. Instead I photographed the wee bear that sits on the Christmas tree. It’s a Christmas tradition to have a photo of Fairy Nuff in her rightful place. A bit like the Royal Family, but more important! That made PoD.

Dinner was the pizza which I did remember to bring (I also remembered to get the eggs too!). For a shop-bought pizza it was very nice. Mozzarella and sun dried tomatoes with a tin of anchovies for extra flavour.

We watched Landward while we were having dinner, and were entranced by tractors somewhere cutting rectangular furrows perfectly straight ones. Fascinating 🤪 ! Then an hour and a half of twenty years of Strictly. I think I preferred the tractors.

Tomorrow we may go out somewhere just for the fun of it and because the days will be getting longer. Today is the shortest day.