Things End

 It is a fumbly business to wake up today,  it is just a bit too cold to be happy about leaving the bed, Get up, and do all the usual things anyway.

There are photographs to be corrected, work on them untill they appear pleasant. It is difficult to prepare the pictures for printing on unsized paper, there is only a very short tonal range to work with, It is hard to get results that do not appear tonally flat.

Go to the gallery and deliver one of the books from the reaktor, the owner of the gallery would like a copy.

The son comes in and asks for information on where the cocoa is. That is a strange question, it was unclear that there was any cocoa in the house. The son is angry, but his father can only assure him of his innocence pertaining the disappearance of the two boxes of cocoa.

In the evening, visit the tenant in the shop. She presents her notice for quitting the shop. It is unclear whether or not the one who has become her boss will continue renting the shop after she has gone. So she is quitting, before she becomes liable. She was a pleasant tenant, it is sad that these things end the way they do.

Go upstairs, and stay alone in the room, then decide to go out to the pub.There is no harm in that.