February 23rd 2016 Today kind of a lot happened but not enough of one single thing to warrant blogging about, so I’m just gonna ramble through it all. First, I went to golf with my grandad, as I do every Tuesday morning. His golfing partner, Chris, told us that his Dad had died last week. 94, he was. 94. Hell of an innings, my grandad said. Indeed. It shocked me that Chris seemed, kind of, okay with it. But he said to me “every time I’ve seen him for the last 5 or 10 years I’ve left thinking if it … Continue reading Innings