It is now the third of July, On the second a trip to the art suppliers was made to buy a picture frame for a photograph. It is a strange and rather long drive, always taking longer than expected. The people at the shop were all pleasant, but the impression was that for the size of the enterprise there were just not enough customers there. Comparing the various frames took about an hour, and it then became clear that the coffee shop was closed.
His cofffee was not great.
The road back to Landshut is slow, the speed reduced by tractors and trucks all going to fast to be safely overtaken and too slowly for comfort.
On the return home yesterday, started work on the pictures for the exhibition and for the lady in France. She had expressed a wish to have some pictures.
The evening was spent in the pub over a beer.
This blog was forgotten yesterday, that is why this entry is taking place on the third when it should have been on the second.
Stop writing becuse the cat is on the other side of the bedrroom door making noises that usually mean that she requests entry. The animal never learnt how to open doors. Get up, open the door and the cat comes in to commence her inspection.
The sound of her purring fills the room. Supposedly this is replacing the snores that must have filled it earlier.
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