Monday, December 14, 2020

december

Today will be 34, tomorrow 31, and it won't be till Wednesday that we actually get a bit of relief from this crap which has come too early this Summer and which is not in any sense my idea of a good time. I am just going to have to hide inside for the next two days and occasionally gripe or grizzle. Nancy loves it.

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