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 No big walk today, not even a little one. The nasty tiredness left over after the covid injection number three persisted for half the day, and there is no need to overdo things. It is strange to be so tired that it is difficult to actually get out of the bed, all the muscles normally used for this purpose just do not function as they should. So no big walk.

Instead, deal with the parking permit that needs to be renewed every year. Upon arriving at the office where these things are normally distributed find a notice on the door saying that an appointment is necessary. Then the door opens, and a woman invites me in. She knows all about what the purpose of the visit is, so ask her how on earth she knows this.

It turns out to have been a case of mistaken identity, so leave the building again and make space for the person whose appointment it in actual fact was. Use the mobile telephone to make an appointment, give the details, and wait.

The door opens and a woman comes out with the documents and the change for the thirty Euro's that had been promised.

Return to the car and install the document so that it is clearly visible through the windshield. Take last years document, all faded from it's year in the bright light behind the windshield, and leave it in the nearest municipal waste bin.

Later, a package arrives from the printers. There are two books inside it, both the same, one for the youngest brother and one for the eldest. Pack the one book back up again, and add a note and a usb stick in case the pictures are needed in original size. Or maybe even to "share" with others. Then take the package and the letter to the camera company and go to the post office. Finish off the afternoon's activity with a visit to the café.

Watch the italian proprietor fuss over his baby girl. She is obviously the centre of his life at the moment