Give them a small sum, and they are happy with that.

Yesterday evening in the pub was a long evening, one that was in a sense satisfying and in another sense not so great. There was a long time answering the questions placed by a German engineer, a local man, and another long time listening to the Argentine reporting on the conversation that he had had with his ailing American friend. The friend is feeling better now that he has arrived in the United States, but there is doubt as to whether or not he will improve.

It was a long conversation,

Awakening this morning to the usual small chores of making breakfast for the own self, and of feeding the cat.

Certain things just are not easy, and at the moment there is boredom due to retirement, suddenly there is no work to be done for other people. It will be time to turn to the housework soon, just to drive away the boredom.

Walk to the railway station, and then walk the long way back. At the shopping mall be accosted by a Modavian who speaks Italian. He is with a woman purporting to be his wife, and they want money, quite a large sum.

Give them a small sum, and they are happy with that.

They claim to have a family of three children waiting for them in a tent in the park.

That is hard to believe.