Used to be...

Well...  In days gone bye...
. The cellar was a place where I could reflect on things that had transpired. Events I had encountered, experienced or participated in.

Like coming home from work and telling your wife about your day... A bit of closure.

There's a French word for it.  Day new Mont.  No idea how those fags spell it.  But....


Yeah.  I miss that.

So anyway... Good zoom meeting tonight. Thanks limey!

Last edited by lumberjim (3/20/2022 6:24 pm)