Friday.
Dry.
Grey.
Gloomy.
Misty.
Foggy.
Haar, Jim Laaaad.
Chilly in here at 12.7 deg, 12 deg in the kitchen, 11 deg in the leanto.
1029 mBar, 30.38 in Hg, 771.8 Torr, 14.924 psi, (down from 1029.5 last night), 66% RH (Lidl electric).
Meanwhile on the 14th of December 2019 NF eventually made it home but missed his brother, LM was subjected to 2ndary search of handbaaaag for no discernable reason & partook of the gin to make up for it whilst waiting, and the library computer room was replete with stinky again. Unknown to us all at the time, There Was A Storm Coming.
Walk (greatly augmented) walked in the grey gloom in the reverse direction to yesterday: this proved to be a mistake with the hilly bit at the end rather than the beginning.
Lunch: brunch. Nearly half of those BBE 2014 Weetabix are gone.
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