I was at a loose end. I spotted my pals.
“We’re going to do a Hangout”, they said. “Want to join in?”
I didn’t, really, but I perched at the end of the sofa.
The hangout started. I waved. They angled the laptop screen away from me so I could nearly hear and see what was going on. Not enough to join in, though. I had my knitting, so I got that out. It seemed churlish to move away, so I stayed.
They thought the hangout was deep. Maybe it was. From where I was it was not even shallow – it did not register. I was not included. Look at the photos and you might think I was there, but I heard nothing, saw nothing, said nothing.
Was I there?