back to first rites
it is dark, the cat is complaining that the door is closed. The poor cat had never learnt to open doors, which is probably a good thing. A good thing, because she would never ever have learnt to close doors behind her. Human children learn this eventually, cats will not.
Let the cat out. The flagstones in the passageway hurt the feet, they are so cold. The tiles in the bathroom are worse. The cat is unsure over whether or not it likes this. Havig left it in the passageway behind the glass door, hear that it has decided because of the sound that the cat flap makes. Use the toilet, then wash the hands and brush the teeth. This is due to be a strange day, and
Oh well, may just get up seriously, put on day clothes and read the news. There is not much news on this Monday, the government will not loosen the restrictions on the population until it is safe to do so. This is quite fair, considering the difficulties that the country would be in if they decided otherwise.
Maybe the man who will extend the heating system will turn up today. It is difficult to make a date, these people are in high demand now that so many office workers are at home and have time to concern themselves with their domestic affairs.
Read the news some more, read the mail. There is nothing to do but wait.
At ten o'clock he has not yet arrived. He will not arrive today.
This is too bad.
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