Cultural event
25th September, Y98
Saturday
The Canada trip was fine but coming into Heathrow this morning actually brought a tear to my eye. Nothing major happened while I was away and that was a huge relief.
As I got home to St. James's Palace, Milton joined me. I don't think he's been here before, at least not since I moved in officially.
We didn't do anything other than a few gin and dubonnets but it was a lovely English night.
One odd thing did happen as he was saying goodbye. Admittedly I'm not a tall man, only just a bit over 172 centimeters, a whopping 5 foot 8 inches, comparied to Milton's 185.5 cm, 6' 1". As he said goodbye he leaned down and kissed my hair. I don't know what to think of that.