Journey of the Plague Year, Day Thirty One: I flourished in my humble trade.
A word, here, about old friends. Back in the 2000s – the aughties? I don’t know – I ran the weekly Quizo game every Monday night at the Dark Horse Pub (god rest her). Well, more or less weekly; as any theatre professional will tell you, a distressing number of holidays happen on Mondays. Doing […]