It’s still out there waiting, and if the lack of change in our view is anything to go by, it will be there tomorrow too.
With that in mind we thought a bit of housekeeping might be in order. Then we thought that housekeeping will still be there tomorrow as well, so in the absence of a phone call telling us our vacuum cleaner had arrived, we picked up our books and decided to be retired for a day.
Fred and Els had kept us up a bit late last night, catching up on each other’s headlines from the past year even if in just one night we didn’t have time to get into terribly much of the finer detail, but they had to be off today with the nine o’clock flotilla so we had to cover as many bases as we could.
The least we could do was wave them off, which of course we did with all the aplomb we could muster then retired to do so much nothing for the rest of the day that we didn’t even have time to have a nap.
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