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Tomorrow shall bring the obligatory fried fish, this being some I found at the bottom (almost) of the freezer, BBE 10/2014.
We shall see whether it's fit for lizardly consumption at tea time tomorrow.
Following the viewing of Person of Interest and The Big Bang Theory, I found an ancient episode of "The Avengers" sans colour & sans Mrs Gale, from season 2, apparently.
It had something to do with wrestling & was graced with Steed and a turn by Philip Madoc as an evil foreign agent of some kind.
Strange business a while ago. Around half past ten, my doorbell rang. I wasn't expecting anyone, and was pleasantly ensconced in my armchair in my dressing gown watching The Pacific, so I ignored it. However, it rang several times more. As the bell push hangs loose and is generally unreliable, this took some perseverance on the part of the person at the front door, so I went so far as to pause the disc and stand up, so I could see who it was if they left. (Often people will ring various bells, and the dodginess of the bell pushes means that ringing other flats sometimes activates my bell too, so it was possible they'd be let in by somebody else they actually wanted to see, in which case I wouldn't see them leave.)
Soon they headed back down the path: two police officers, and two more walking down next door's path
They went off at a brisk pace and crossed the road, then went up to Sainsbury's Local's car park, where they had a patrol car parked. They all got in and drove away down the road, in the general direction of the police HQ a couple of miles away.
I'd noticed earlier that the door to the flat above the hardware shop opposite has been replaced with a temporary chipboard affair, so I assume there's been a break-in over there and they were stopping off to ask if any of us had seen or heard anything as they were on their way back to HQ for a tea break. Anyway, if there was a break-in, it must have happened when I was either asleep or at ClientCo, so they haven't missed out on any valuable information by my failure to wander downstairs in dressing gown and slippers. I daresay they'll be back tomorrow, maybe when I'm fully clothed
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