We have just been to Las Iguana restaurant to celebrate the passing of exams and with it being 'happy hour' all round, two margaritas with lunch is just fine. Daniel has planned that we have more of these lunches because its his fave food and because he gets to be a Brighton flanuer with his sister before she flies off to be a cowgirl in the sand. Though I fully expect that plan to go by the wayside when he gets a better offer, which he is sure to do - handsome boy that he is. Funny thing families, I mean they are all over the house at the moment, no idea where, we hardly chatted all day and then a walk into town a nice and lunch and walk back just keeps you connected. And its funny too because when they are watching the TV I like to go walking at night, kicking the shadows sent by the moon to haunt the pavements. I'm not scared, never have been, I have been kicking them a long time now - ever since I could walk, which is before I could talk, but not think - I could always think, I just wasn't able to articulate everything I wanted to and so the shadows would mock as I passed, not knowing that I was knowing more than I was saying and listening to the Gypsy Kings. It was Joyce who wrote:The eyes that mock me sign the way
Whereto I pass at eve of day
Grey way whose violet signals are
The trysting and the twining star
Ah star of evil! star of pain!
Highhearted youth comes not again
Nor old heart's wisdom yet to know
The signs that mock me as I go
