Mary and me, Part 3

Winter time

It is winter, about two three degrees minus. Some snow on the ground. Drinking coffee at night and writing to you. Won´t tell about the birthday yet.

Thinking of you, Mary. I am sure you play the flute well. I think I would be fascinated by your play. You said you like Bach.

Haven't heard a note yet, although we've known each other for some time now. No hurry, no worry. I'm willing to wait ´till you are ready for it. Sometimes it is better to wait a while before the good will come. I´m sure it´ll be great.

About some music: I've been listening to Classic FM and Radio Helsinki about fifty-fifty lately. Now it is Helsinki time. They are playing fifties-sixties rock´n´roll. This song is played by Fatman Robinson Quintet: 'If you take my advice, don't drink. Don't drink.'

I've been without alcohol for about two years now. My engine is run by coffee. I think we could quit smoking together, if she agrees. But coffee, well, that's another story.