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The Moody Blues are singing Melancholy Man in the background. I like the song, and sometimes when I have listened to it I have felt it could be me... I have a melancholy Celt streak in me. But not today. I can enjoy the music, and feel content in the happiness. Which feels slightly weird, but I am not knocking it. Anyway, that isn't what I meant to post about.

Posts on some of the US sector of my flist suggest that this week is something called Thanksgiving, and as it happens we have been invited to a Thanksgiving Party of sorts (the party thrower is a native of the USA, it is not complete insanity on the part of a random Weegie). It occured to me I would like to find some nice pie to take along (that's pie in the US sense, something like pecan pie, not your mother's classic mince or steak pie). Anyone know where you can get such a thing (of decent quality) in Glasgow? [We would consider cooking one, but that's not really the sort of thing we are into and would probably not do a very good job on first attempt; baking is not amenable to our normal approach to cooking, which is pretty much have a recipe in mind, but don't pay too much attention to it.]

Before I go off and do some cooking (the kerela should be about ready to rinse and fry), I should note, to keep it in my mind, that there is one thing I do seem to be having a little problem with at the moment and that is my spacial sense and coordination. Which is irritating for me, and probably damn scary for anyone unexpectedly too near to me. If you see me about to walk into you, this is why.

Given my current continuing improvement, I expect this to ease off soon, but you never know.