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This evening we met and had a drink with Jolly Roger. Given that Friday night is the longer than an hour, Happy Hour at Stadshotell, we met there. We were there first so we secured a spot in the lounge area, on small armchairs. It was a spot I’d never sat in before.
There is a painting overlooking this spot; a multi-decorated navy man with an impressive moustache and seemingly overdress sense. The frame around his portrait is topped with a single crown. I can only assume this means he was somehow attached to royalty. Though, I guess, it could just as easily be that the frame was made by Crown Industries Wooden Frames Incorporated.
Anyway, there was no indication of who he is and why he’s there. There is a signature at the bottom but I couldn’t read it, though it might be dated 1905. A look at the Stadshotell history makes it no clearer. Perhaps someone just liked the picture and hung it there. Perhaps we were sitting in the ‘Admiral’s Corner’.
What was clear was how happy Roger is with his new job. No work phone, no work email, start and finish at set times and leave it behind when work is over. Sounds about perfect though, in Mirinda’s mind, impossible to attain.
Roger is very pleased as he’s completed his probation period and is enjoying the work. And that’s all excellent.
We three (and the girls, though they slept) chatted for a few hours about…all sorts, really, as we soaked in the ambience of the venue, under the watchful gaze of Admiral Overdressed.
I will keep searching for this fellow. He now has me intrigued.
