Friday Night and Im Watching and Hoping
The energy efficient light bulb of my apartment’s lounge has yet to illuminate the room fully, as usual. From where I’m standing, in the hallway looking in, it’s difficult to make out what’s going on. In the shadows of the room, Lennie is looking very confident, his imposing frame takes up most of the space between the wall and my large sofa in the middle of the room. I can make out his cheery face reasonably well, although from his jaw downwards it’s only the silhouette of his well-defined...