Happy Hour

Late Friday afternoon the drinks trolley rolls out. Red and white wine, and beer make up the usual selection. Some relish the happy hour, others don’t bother. Those with their own supply may not always come. Some homes offer alcohol with meals for those who can have it. I like happy hour. People collect together, eat snacks and drink. They find some hidden resource and remember what happens at social gatherings. People smile and laugh, and chatter. Maybe it’s the music, the volunteers’ enthusiasm, or, the alcohol. Even though I’m working, as I walk through, I just see people enjoying themselves at Friday Night Drinks