The news is speculating that the USA is tiring of the gold leaf man's rants and has settled for things of more substance than a just that gilded surface. Is this sense or has the common man just realised that he is no richer? Awake early today, with dreams of a young woman and the whirr of the heater that was started automatically by its built-in thermostat. It will be necessary to save on heating because of the embargo on Russian oil and gas, that stuff of sweet addictions and power.
Breakfast, and all was well. The journey to the art suppliers yesterday was a success, and today is the day that the exhibition will come down. The cat is downstairs complaining of the lack of food. Feed the cat, she is the only one of the family up and about at this hour.
After dressing, go to the car. It still starts, perhaps the battery is not in such bad condition after all. It has held for one night now. Take the heavy catalogue from the boot of the car, this is the catalogue of the products of the art suppliers. It is thicker than those city telephone books ever were.
The news is read, the first chores are done, and now it is time to get on with rest of the day.
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