Saturday 15th October - Third Saturday in October - Moon by Duncan Jones
Woke at half past ten. Hooray, it's the weekend I thought. I can do all the pleasurable, inconsequential things that are frowned upon during the working week. I ran downstairs and into the yard, attached a buggy to Breleigh's pony and drove it into town, whereupon I shouted "Yee-haw!" a lot, swigged from a flagon of moonshine and danced a little jig.
When I got home Deanna was laying a long table on the porch. "What's occurin', sweetheart?" I said, still a little giddy from the moonshine. It's the Superbowl reunion lunch, you brain-dead moron she replied, tartly. Oh yes, I thought. Once a year I invite all my team-mates (and other important attendees) from that wonderful night in N'Orleans to my home for some chow and remeniscing. It's the only h...
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