I'm home again, after my weekend at Mother's. This is the first weekend there this year, and is therefore the first weekend there since the living-without-masks new year resolution came into effect. ( Collapse )
And was there a poem about it? Of course there was. It's on a postcard on the way to Rutland. It'll probably appear on the back cover of the Eastercon edition of Convers[at]ions too.