Well, not quite after midnight, but near enough for me to use a song title made famous by the late, great Patsy Cline. It was a good night to walk the dogs around parts of Silverton last night. The Moon was full and the stars were shining bright and it was just the sort of evening to be discussing whether women are indeed from Venus and men from Mars and whether the moon is made of cream cheese after all.
And I can assure all our readers that the participants in the walk were stone cold sober.
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