after eight

Spent the whole morning pasting pictures into the file, all annotated everything in order. There are only ten of them missing, which is fine. But now the whole morning is gone. Outside in the streets there is a noisy celebration of Fasching, with many people running around in a state of forced gaiety. Some may actually be having a really good time. It is all really very loud, people shouting in the street. There is a long queue  at the café, do not bother to go in there.

The body is freezing and shaking. Stop in a patch of sunlight and write a note accepting an invitation to join a couple in the evening. It is strange how people will pay attention to a single person, and will ask strange questions as to where the wife is and what she does. Just say that things are a bit complicated, and are private.

Go back home and make a sandwich, That is a simple solution.

There will be a pleasant evening after eight.

A quiet meal and a glass of beer in a country pub.