On a wet Monday afternoon, I ran along to give Mrs P some company.

A request had been made for Mrs P to have a bit more company, so I popped round to see what was up.

As I entered, it was clear that Mrs P was enjoying a TV drama. We chatted a bit about nightlife in different bits of York at different points in history, but energy levels were low so we spent a bit of time watching and providing commentary for the TV drama (it contained several of the key ingredients for a good awful TV drama: stolen baby, filmed with apparently 0 budget, and a twist involving a heart transplant).

After it ended, I headed off for a quick break before joining the GoodGym York group run.

Mission accomplished.

picture is a hedghog I met the other day, why not