When we had snow a few weeks ago, and there was the usual public transport failure, I met a bloke in the bus station in Washington. We complained about having to walk part way because nudes can no longer climb (clear and gritted) hills.
Anyway, I see him pretty much every night, since I increased my working hours due to an impending deadline.
We mostly discuss the timeliness of the X1, but last night the conversation became more interesting.
We talked about Jung.