Another all-night billiards session.
This one is indelibly etched in my mind because I managed to sink all my balls and the eight ball before Tod dropped a single one of his. I won and Tod was subject to MJ’s Aussie pub rules. He had to “drop trou” and run a lap around the pool table!
Fortunately, by 3 am the crowd in the pool hall had thinned but I think Tod made quite an impression. Maybe not as much as MJ did–they asked her name as we left at 4:30…
