Wednesday.
Dry.
Sunny.
Blue sky.
Cool in here at 15.1 deg, 15 in the kitchen, 13.5 in the leanto, 10 in the salting house.
1021 mBar, 30.15 in Hg, 765.8 Torr, 14.81 psi, (up from 1020 last night), 59% RH (Lidl electric).
Meanwhile on the 4th of January 2020 BR 14 popped in & was a tad grumpy (with reason), and I watched a thing about Clive James Postcard from London, followed by his interview with Mary Beard whilst he was dying, and NF got around to watching "predator (1987)" again.
Washing frenzy in progress.
Walk (unabbreviated) walked in the sunshine. Weeded the parents' and brother's grave.
Lunch: brunch.
Entertainment: Y&Y waffling on about something.
More work on next door's shed: fixed the bottom of door jamb a bit more firmly to the rest of the crumbling structure and removed a large ivy creeper that was in the way. Indoor ivy in the shed, it's a thing in that shed. Even dug the circular saw out & used that to cut the new half rotten bit of wood I installed rather than the ancient ripsaw I used yesterday.
Managed to ignore him & her next door by hiding in the garage as they walked past to avoid saying things I couldn't take back.
Hope he appreciates the £1 I'm leaving him in my will against the £300k for his sister.
Not that I've ever been known to bear a grudge. Much. After all the dissector of human remains is still above ground as far as I'm aware.

Now outside a mediocre cup of Tesco instant coffee so feeling a bit better.
Tea: chicken in white sauce etc.
Entertainment: PM <click>
Thing on PBS about the Kennedys: Bobby post 22 November 1963.
Thing about War Machine: WWII: in the air. Oh look, the septics did almost everything.

Maigret The Vanishing M. Owen.
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