The cafe is quiet this Wednesday evening. It was a strange day, one that is to anticipate tomorrow. Today was quiet and sad, took a walk in the park. There was a young rhea in the duck pen, a group of somewhat doddery old age pensioners established that it was definitely not a duck. They may have been the same age as the American president.
The day started with yet another message from the graphic artist. He has put together a tableau of the pictures for a printer's proof. Say that this is oK, and send the lot to those paying for the work as a carbon copy.
The walk was followed by a meal in the Thai place, that one will probably be the last for this week.
An afternoon nap, then fold the shirts hanging out after having been ironed.
The cafe is atill quiet this Wednesday evening, it is later now, the light is failing slowly.
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