Round about lunchtime I was talking to my Dad on the phone, chatting about things in common. As usual I was using social media as a reminder of things that had happened recently to prompt me. I mentioned a lovely photo of Mel and Ann at Blaen Bowi that I'd seen on Facebook, and naturally my Dad observed that he'd not seen it.
Two minutes later who should turn up at Penyrallt but my brother Christian. Stories were told, clues were laid, and then this evening this turns up in my email... the very essence of social media.