(Because I meant to write this on Thursday evening, and completely forgot. See how I cultivate my academic absent-mindedness? Except that, come to think of it, I was like this long before I entered academia.)
Anyway, on Thursday morning, I got a call out of the blue from Tony the storyteller, who was in the area visiting his family. Since people don’t tend to just drop by this way very often, it was an opportunity not to be missed, and we had a very pleasant meeting chatting about all sorts of largely inconsequential things (and blogging) in a favourite local coffee shop. Tony is a lovely person, as is Alison his wife, and it was great to meet them both.