Well, of course he wasn't

Since my old local closed, I've been torn about visiting the Wetherspoons in K's (now-former) 'school town'. Why? Because I had it in my mind that, given where I think they might live, it could've been an alternative venue for Cammy and his family to have their 'meals out'. But, with all the uncertainties, I didn't want to go there hoping to see 'my little friend', only to be disappointed. Until this evening, when I did, indeed, go there. And, needless to say, the boy was conspicuous by his absence. Equally predictably, I was thoroughly down in the mouth about that absence. Gut instincts are rarely wrong.

Love & best wishes to all
Sammy B