On the street to acquire Minx reading of the Sunday variety…
… onto computing and e-flurrying, with none of the gentle Sunday morning-reading I conventionally allow myself. Stuff. There is lotsa stuff. Too much stuff.
13.21 Preparing lunch with our garden vegetables I….
A noon lunch by the back door…
… with the continuing strange mixed-weather of thunder, lightning, eruption of rain and then clear again.
Inside for an afternoon of more e-flurrying and computing.
19.34 Into the Cellar I…
… for an end-of-afternoon treat: looking through two wonderful books T bought me, one for Christmas and one for my birthday.
Supper and to an early gentle.
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