Once a year, the siblings gather from near and far, to visit the parents and take note of how rapidly they are aging.
More frail than ever this year, we noticed. Still holding their own, just the same.
The big day of our meeting is today. Our work schedules have been adjusted, no one will be expecting us at the office. No phones. No questions about when a project is going to be done. No complaints from obsessive-compulsive clients.
If anyone is looking for me, I'll be in a pub.
Which one? Depends on what time you go searching.
We've done with the visiting, you see. It's time for our annual pub crawl.
I'm off. There's a pint with my name on it, and after that there's another, and another, and don't worry. I'm not driving anywhere.