most of the day

 The day started with a visit to the dentist. She was a very good looking young dentist, she introduced herself as the daughter of the lady who founded the place. There is a great similarity, she is just so much younger. She is very thorough, but there is nothing wrong with the teeth. A quick descaling, and everything is in order.

Return home, and wonder what is wrong with the blood pressure. The reading this morning was high, and one hour after taking the pills it was low again. Follow the advice of the doctor and order a new device for reading the blood pressure.  Rest in bed for an hour, and speak with the son about his plans and whether or not he wants to go on that trip to Ireland. It may well be that he just does not want to any more, and cannot say it openly for whatever reason.

After a rest take the laptop to the artists studio and continue to sort the pictures, forming a kind of a data base using a calculation program. It is not ideal, but it will serve for the moment.

During the afternoon the saxophone player and his wife come in to practice the reading of their memoirs, an event planned for the end of summer. Afterwards the saxophone player plays a few notes on his instrument.

At seven in the evening the battery of the laptop is low, so stop working. Go over to the pub there and have a glass of beer and a chat with some strangers. They are all pleasant enough.

Go home, listen to the news, and write these notes. Most of the day was spent at the computer.