
And tonight I read some more of The Confessions of Samuel Pepys, who continues to be reprehensible. This reminded me that yesterday was the 363rd anniversary of him complaining that his wife had left a bundle of clothes in a carriage, the equivalent of leaving stuff in a taxi but with less hope of getting it back. But having criticised her, he then admits that actually, she’d given the things to him to look after! But he reckons it’s still her fault for not making sure he didn’t leave them behind

Thursday tomorrow!

Goodnight all



though he couldn't get a refund, covbob was despondent, I discovered that "they" had attempted to deliver Yet Another Modem thingie whilst I was out and LM was wondering why anyone would use varchar for time & date, whereas NF was wondering if his newly opened windows needed shutting before he froze to death.
. Giant shark in the deeps. The Meg.
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