The evening session with the artist was not a great success, the landlord from next door visited the studio and considerably overrated his skill using a circular saw. The studio is now a mess of wood shavings produced by said instrument. But the plinth painted with Portland cement now looks like a large block of concrete. That was successful.
Returned home early this morning quite exhausted.
Woke late in the morning, and felt miserable.
In the later afternoon walked through town and visited the Thai place and had a dish of chicken with rice. It was all very tasty, that was a pleasant highlight for the day.
It is very cold now, cold and grey. There are not so many people on the street, as Christmas has passed. Go back home,
Stay at home, listen to the radio and read for most of the afternoon. There is a short piece of action installing a cable with the son, the cable goes all the way up to the attic and back down again to avoid having to take up floors or to make slits in walls. This cable is to service his online activities from the comfort of his bedroom.
A large truck passes by outside with orange lights flashing. It is spreading salt in anticipation of snow and frost.
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