and the blog for yesterday was forgotten

 Yesterday, on the nineteenth of the month, there was no entry here.

Sorry about that. It was forgotten amid various occurrences during the late afternoon and evening. After a quiet day with the usual animosities in the house, the decision was made to bring the car to the car workshop on the day before the appointment and to walk back home.

The walk along the river was fine and relaxing.

It was all of nine kilometres in the woods by the river during sunset and early evening, and it was tiring. It was strange to be overtaken by a few runners, and to overtake a young woman with all the nordic walking gear, but still obviously very tired. She must have overdone the exercise and forgotten that she would have to return to the town.

Drop by to the pub upon returning to the town, and have a drink. At home, the son is hysterical because of something online, a discussion with friends. Telecommunications used to be a single telephone for a house, things are different now.

And later, he comes up to the room and we have a long discussion.

and the blog for yesterday was forgotten