WOLF ANGEL
A Fool on the Hill
= JAN 24th 2026
SAT
Getting my head around things and in order to allow things to settle down I decide to organise things into order pile, though not delve into the specifics of reading and writing.
Once compleed I set off for (what I feel is a bit of well-deserved) rest n'relaxaion.
I make my way to the local community bar, and it's oasis of calm.
Whilst not 'a regular' to the location it seems that the barmaid remembered me,- my drink of choice, along with my name! - (which I have given some weeks before, when re-newing my annual prescription I guess(?))
Having collected my pint
- I made my way over to one of the 'tall tables', (as is my seat of choice) though it was chair-less, and to my suprise someone who I had only just met - whilst at the bar was already bringing across to me such a chair. --- Which was nice
As I sat; as I do, with pen/paper to hand, I was approached bt another soul whom I did not know, who made passing be friendly conversation about my writings,
I responded by outling the purpose of my notings. - he seemed interested by such ...- then,...
A young (er) lady -(well to me anyhow joined me and engagaed in another conversation asking about my witings and background to which I explaned.
Suprisingly, she called me by name and I found out she was the actually the manager of the club - AND - the partner of the 'man at the bar'.
At the end of our conversation, she passed pleasentries and bade me farewell wiith inviatataion to return.
It was an experience which reminds me of a certain other well-known establishment: -
SAT
Getting my head around things and in order to allow things to settle down I decide to organise things into order pile, though not delve into the specifics of reading and writing.
Once compleed I set off for (what I feel is a bit of well-deserved) rest n'relaxaion.
I make my way to the local community bar, and it's oasis of calm.
Whilst not 'a regular' to the location it seems that the barmaid remembered me,- my drink of choice, along with my name! - (which I have given some weeks before, when re-newing my annual prescription I guess(?))
Having collected my pint
- I made my way over to one of the 'tall tables', (as is my seat of choice) though it was chair-less, and to my suprise someone who I had only just met - whilst at the bar was already bringing across to me such a chair. --- Which was nice
As I sat; as I do, with pen/paper to hand, I was approached bt another soul whom I did not know, who made passing be friendly conversation about my writings,
I responded by outling the purpose of my notings. - he seemed interested by such ...- then,...
A young (er) lady -(well to me anyhow joined me and engagaed in another conversation asking about my witings and background to which I explaned.
Suprisingly, she called me by name and I found out she was the actually the manager of the club - AND - the partner of the 'man at the bar'.
At the end of our conversation, she passed pleasentries and bade me farewell wiith inviatataion to return.
It was an experience which reminds me of a certain other well-known establishment: -

















