the adlards

Well, it’s happened at last. For a year-and-a-bit I’ve carried a napkin from The Carolina Inn in the pocket of my winter coat. It reminds me, when I’m commuting on an overcrowded, overheated train, of crisp January cold in NC and of Starbucks on the main street in Raleigh and of my brother Ben and of Anna who’s wonderful and who married him there in the week I picked up the napkin.

This morning on the train – having walked through falling snow for seven minutes mind – I found myself in need and without a tissue, so blew my nose on said napkin. Yes I know I could (perhaps should) have sacrificed my tie instead but I have some big meetings today and the napkin might dry out. I suspect, though, that from now on putting my hand in the pocket of my winter coat will remind me simply that I need to have it cleaned.

Ben and Anna you guys need to come visit.
Bring tokens …

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