Healthwise

This morning was cold, the car was not content with being started and took a while before it started to run smoothly. Drove all the way to Garching slowly, to both save petrol and because of the persistent ice warnings on the cars information panel. At the university met with a few old colleagues and the man who ran the business. These were not all pleasant chance encounters.

Finally found the man in charge of the machine shop. He showed the parts which worked perfectly and was given his bottle of drink as a small thank you for having done the favour.

The camera should work well now and cause no problems any more.

Upon leaving meet up with another old colleague and chat for a while. Then go to the café, have a single cup of coffee and drive home again.

At home start to feel unwell and commence to freeze. This is strange, for it is not all that cold. Lie down, and take a rest.

The sound of a message on the smartphone ends the rest, and there is a message from the Argentine. The mole that they removed from his head turns out to be a form of malignant skin cancer. 

Arrange to meet him in the café, and just listen. There is little to be said. It is hard to imagine what he is going through, but there is no room for silly comments. It is a serious matter. Listen for a while, until the Syrian waiters decide that they do not want anyone to be in the place any more. They start throwing out the customers that are still contemplating their empty cups or finishing off their newspapers. These waiters have no concept of service, they are rough rude and arrogant. Oh well, not everybody can expect perfection all the time.

Go home, it is time to take a rest. The cold is in the bones again, things are not in order, healthwise.