Morning.
Friday apparently.
Dry.
Sunny.
Blue sky.
Curiously chilly breeze blowing through the house: 20.8 deg in here, 22.6 in the kitchen, 20 in the leanto, 14 out the back.
.1013 mBar, 29.91 in Hg, 759.8 Torr, 14.69 psi, (up from 1011 last night), 56% RH (Lidl electric: it must be borked).
Meanwhile on the 2nd of April 2020, between 08:20 and 08:54, Brillo and barrydidit discussed the Cymraeg for "cup of tea".
Odd dream before waking: punched cards for programming a ?Monitor 3? automatic tester for testing 2n4392. WTAF? That was over 40 years ago.











. Ah, it's the one where Vir tells Mr Morden how he looks forward to waving at him at some time in the future and Kosh tells Sheridan that he'll die if he goes to Za'Ha'Dum.
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