11pm and we were lugging groceries home when we ran into a young man from the next block who used to come by to play with our dogs, and has a couple of his own. He and his mates were catching the last train downtown, "we're going to go drinking", he laughed, running up to catch up with his friends after pausing to chat with us for a bit.
That would have been us heading downtown at this time on a Saturday night a few years ago. Tonight, we put away the groceries, walked the dogs, and went to bed. We're old, old, old.
Well, OK, I could say I went to bed with Jeremy Clarkson. Although technically, I was reading in bed a book by Jeremy Clarkson.