Remco's Visiting

Saturday morning, just before twelve, my phone rings. It's Remco who will be at my place around at twelve approximately, at least that's what he had said to me...

R: "Hey, it's me. Guess why I'm calling..."
S (swiftly): "Well, either you're downstairs in front of my door, or you're still at home."
R: "You know me well, don't you? So just choose the most likely one of the two options."
S (without any further hesitation): "You're still at home."
(Both laugh) R. continues (relieved): "It's really so much easier when I don't have to say it myself."

No matter, Remco doesn't become less of a friend for being late. I know it is part of the Remco package; it comes included... and also part of the Remco-deal is that we always have a good time without things having to be complicated for it to be good. This is how we hung out on my balcony in June:


And this is how we continue good habits now in my living room in November:


We spent our time playing kalaha (the game is soooo addictive) and had a great time: