Where did the twentieth go to?

That is a good question.

Now it is the evening, no it is the night of the twenty - dirst.. A day spent doing things done every other day.Just in a different order.

The cat comes in, she wants company. Then she leaves again. 

Spend the day printing pictures, in the end find a viable solution.. Pack up the pictures and go to the studio.

Atthe studio meet the you

ng women from last week.

Give her her pictures.

They are well recieved. The  day is worthwhile after all.