no time, time wasted

 The day has finished with the commencement of the work on the tax documents for this year. This day did not have much going for it. Last night was spent at the studio, working on finishing the surfaces on one of the works. The artist himself is no longer entirely capable of doing this work himself, due to arthritis in his thumbs. It is good and interesting to be able to help out. Perhaps it furthers the personal understanding of the work of a sculptor using wood.

But it was late, and upon returning home drank a few glasses of wine to calm the spirit. This worked so well that awakening in the morning turned out to be almost a complete failure.

It is good to sleep well, but the day is disordered as a result.

Wander about the town for an hour, and have one very disappointing cup of coffee.

And in the evening settle down to the problem of preparing the tax documents for the accountant.

There will probably be not time for the work in the studio this evening.

cost question

 Now it is seven twenty six in the morning, the cat has had a small feed and is now outside doing its cat business. Decide to have only one egg for breakfast today, the jam for the second slice of toast has run out, try using the peanut butter which had been forgotten. The top layer of the plastic jars content are oxidised a slightly darker brown than the rest of the butter, but that does not affect the taste.

Reading the news chance to look at the illustration of the ballroom beside the American white house. It is a badly planned monstrosity. Read about the war in Iran, this seems to be much the same, except that there appears to be no exit.

After that, took the pills. Perhaps there will be a need to speak with the doctor, the dizziness and tiredness after taking the blood pressure reducing medicine is surely not normal.

Made the print for the woman who wanted that particular picture, and after a chat with the son left the house. Brought the picture to the young woman place of work and bought some ibuprofen painkiller. After another chat, walked on to the shop at the other end of the town, enjoying the walk back home with the shopping.

Now it is four in the afternoon, and maybe take a short nap, or read a book. There was a card from the artist pair with an invitation to their show.

Interesting,

Perhaps other photographers are proving too costly.

forgetting

 most of today spent quietly at home.

Nothing to say, no excuses to be made.

It was cold.

The son arrived, he was exhausted from a difficult train journey.

spent time reading and forgetting,

swiftly

 now it is a quarter to one in the morning. A midnight meal of sushi just completed, and now realise that yesterdays post is forgotten. It was not much of a day. The cat is spending most of ots time in the shop now, since there is nobody in the rest of

the house. The day was spent with a bit of socialising and some work on the postcards of the artists work. In the evening go to the studio, and

the time goes by swiftly.

alone

 Not very much happened today apart from going shopping. The feeling of cold in the body will not go away despite the heating being on. The weather outside has turned cold, but that does not explain the cold creeping down the legs and up the back. It is maybe just immobility, or laziness.

The cat made a mess of its cat tray again. The solution will probably be to just get a larger cat tray. That will reduce the spray.

The day has been spent. It could have been spent in a better way, but now it has gone. It is a quarter past five in the evening, and things are simply not going anywhere. The constant feeling of being cold is horrible. Now it is even beginning to affect the fingers, and that in this well heated room.

There is little wish to write these notes today, this is such a solitary business. The cat is doing its best to give company, it seems frightened of being alone.

mild

 woke very early, and the feline concert was in full swing. The cat wants her breakfast, she demands it.

Get up, and put a few bits of her food on the plate. She picks up the food and places it beside the plate and eats it there. She is a messy eater.
Make a cup of coffee, then realise that the head is spinning and that there is no way that anything will work without more sleep. Take to the bed again, for an hour and a half.

Wake again, strangely refreshed. There were a few strange dreams, that is the first time for quite some time that there was an awareness of this after waking. The content of the dreams was elusive, and became even more elusive as time progressed.

Made breakfast and fed the cat again. Read the news, wonder what on earth the president of the USA is up to. It is not easy to make sense of it or to find any kind of clear reason behind all of this warmongering. Petrol and gas will become a bit more expensive now.

Start to do small things to clean the flat and the house. There is little enthusiasm for the work. Bring the bedclothes upstairs to the washing machine. The washing machine is now over full, but hopefully it will work.

Wash the floor in the shop, clean the small kitchen. All these things need to be done.

Later discover that the spin dryer on the washing machine has refused to spin the overload machine. Divide the load and try to spin it again. The machine spends a long time making up its mind, and after about half an hour it spins the bedclothes properly.

They will be dry in an hour.

Earlier in the day the parcel delivery service had left a parcel for a neighbour. Take the parcel now , go to the neighbours house, press the doorbell and hold the package up to the camera. Walk into the house, and hand over the package. A good deed for the day.

Make a bowl of ramen soup. Understand why the word mild was written on the package. It is almost insipid.

It is now five in the evening. Let us see what the rest of the day will bring.

it is morning, the evening will come

 The inactive day yesterday ended simply by going to bed. Ten minutes later the artist was on the telephone, he wanted company in the studio. Being to tired to really move, said that it would not do today. He had a problem with one of his ex students, and wanted to talk about it. All very interesting, but exhaustion had set in. Last night, there would be no assisting in the studio.

Woke up really early, the cat was outside making a fuss. It is half past five in the morning, and she is hungry. Go into the kitchen and give her a bite to eat. Make a cup of coffee, and bring it into the back room were the computer is now, and read the news and solve the Wordle until exhaustion sets in. Then lie down and sleep until nine.

Get up, and feed the cat again. She has her feeding times, they are generally in the morning. Go to the shops for more coffee, and a few other bits and pieces.

Return, and pack the things away.

There is a knock on the door of the shop, it is the postman. He has a package for the son, it will not fit into the letter box.

The day is grey and cold.

There is no great wish to go walking.

We shall see what the evening arrives with.

inactive 2

The day was spent on small things, and the evening was spent rearranging the furniture in the shop. The aim is to empty the front part of the shop so that it may be decorated and perhaps to be used as a gallery after all. Perhaps it can be made to work. The son is preparing for his drive back up to Bayreuth. He has his work to take care of, he takes the whole business most seriously. He will have his Easter holidays soon.

The day is pleasant and unproductive.

Give a beggar fifty cents, Never mind the man walking up the street shaking his head. He probably disapproves of people having to beg, or else he disapproves of beggars.

People are very friendly today. Something must be wrong.

Maybe it is just the good weather.

Spend the rest of the day moving furniture and seeing that clothes are put into the washing machine.

It is now evening, and there are forms to fill and letters to write.

stare

 The mornings waking was followed by an urge to do something. First thing, took a shower. It was earlier than most days, and downstairs enjoyed the usual breakfast. Then dressed, and decided to drive to Regensburg, just for fun. Walked through town and visited the general store and bought a small USB cable. This was in case the battery in the smart phone failed. Since the ticket is on the smart phone, a failure here would be a nuisance. Walked on through  the park, passing the vocational school and waited at the bus stop.

After the bus ride, bought a cup of coffee in the station and went to the platform. Just upon arriving at the platform noticed a young woman staring. Upon looking back she looked away at once. Went up the platform for a short distance and looked back again, she was staring again. This was strange. Went down the platform for a short distance and placed the coffee cup on the railing. Looked up again, she was looking again, only to look away. Perhaps we had met somewhere, sometime and both had half forgotten the encounter

Her train arrived, and she left with her friends.

The train for Regensburg rolled in, boarded, and in an hour  the train was in Regensburg. Wandered about window shopping, admiring all the well dressed people and all the fancy shops. Regensburg is much bigger than Landshut, and there are more students there. Regensburg has a large university.

Had a cup of coffee in a small café, and took a few pictures of the furniture. This was all very carefully selected furniture, it all had splendid character.

On the way back to the railway station, took a picture of a young woman hurrying past a church entrance. The journey back was uneventful, except that the young man opposite had just been outside the train vaping, and put an open can full of energy drink on the ledge beside the carriage's window. These are two horrible scents, the nicotine vape and the sweet smell of the energy drink,

In Landshut again spoke for a while with the son, and dealt with a few very strange email communications. Rather, just left them unanswered.

Spoke for a while with the son, and then went out shopping. In the supermarket a little girl standing beside her fathers shopping cart stared. Looked back, looked away. Passed, and looked back again. She had turned her head and was still staring, as little children do. Smiled at her, she just stared. Turned and walked away. The child must have been about four, maybe five.

That was the second staring encounter today.

Cleanliness

 Today is election day, went to the polling place in the morning and realised that the paper work was still on the table at home. That is no matter really, just walked back and picked it up. The son was not awake yet. so went upstairs to ask him, or her, whether or not it would be pleasant to go up together. He agreed, and went back down and listened to the radio waiting for him to put his day clothes on . This took almost an hour. 

The second walk to the polling station was pleasant, the day was clear and it was a pleasant Sunday. Voting was pleasant , and it went very quickly. There were only two places to make a cross on the ballot, it was just a matter of deciding between the two principal candidates, as neither had reached the quorum required to elect a mayor for this town. So everybody had to go back and vote again. It was strange to see a docket with just two names on it.

After voting walked up the hill to go into the park. For some reason the gate was locked. The gate is not normally locked on Sundays, perhaps one of the park keepers had forgotten to unlock it. On the way back the son took a walk through his old school, a sort of a sentimental walk through memory lane.

Afterwards, return home. Have a dish with some of the rest of the potatoes.

Wash out the pan with acetic acid, the smell hangs in the air and refuses to go away. That is just the way things are.

Cleanliness stinks sometimes.

another thousand steps

 Slept so thoroughly and deeply that it was midday before breakfast was made. Perhaps it is shameful, but work in the studio went on until three in the morning, the science fiction statue now has both arms attached and work is starting on the hands.

There was a message from the gallery saying that today's one o'clock meeting was cancelled.

Put on clothes, organise a few things and go to the gallery for a cup of coffee. End up talking about prejudice and politics for an hour.

At home again, tidy up a few things, then put on walking shoes and walk up to the castle. The one hundred metre climb up the stairs causes heavy breathing, there is a great shortness of breath now with age, and also most probably with the inactivity of the previous year. A ten minute rest after the climb does good. The rest of the walk is  easy, and it is pleasant to see that all the trees are budding and that spring seems to be coming. It is to be hoped that there will not be a cold spell again.

At home again, read the news and make a dish of boiled potatoes with butter and cheese topping. Simple, filling and reasonably tasty, it is a cheap dish.

To finish the days walking distance, a walk over to the studio would be in order. That would be another kilometre, probably another thousand steps.

no idea

 Awake, make breakfast and shower. Watered all the plants today, spring is here and they seem to need it badly. Perhaps this will turn into yet another daily ritual.

Waited for the postman, he was delayed today, time was spent washing up and trying to organise things. The wife knocked on the door and said that she would be gone for the next week and - "please feed the cat".  Sure thing, there is no problem feeding the cat.

The parcel arrives, sign the docket, and leave the house to go over to the  studio on the other side of the two rivers. The landlord of the pub shows how to adjust the thermostat for the heating. The heating is set far too high for comfort. Leave the packet with the printed visiting cards on the refrigerator.

Examine the arm of the figure. This is the arm that was glued last night. The glue appears to have set. Withdraw the clamping screw, and drill the hole out so that it is six millimetres in width. Cut a piece of six millimetre dowelling and coat it with wood glue. Use a wooden mallet to knock the dowel hard enough to drive it all the way into the hole, thereby filling it. Remove the excess dowel with a plane, finishing  it so that it is entirely flush.

There, that job is finished. The master can carve the arm now. Maybe later on in the evening

Leave the place and walk back home. Lie down for half an hour.

The film will start at six. Go there and buy two tickets, and wait.

Wait until the very last minute and then realise that the film has been forgotten. Sell the tickets to two late comers and go home.

Later on in the evening go out with the wife of the teacher and have a small meal at a country place. The meal is tasty. The company is pleasant.

And now, home again and no idea of what to do.

It is nearly a quarter to ten at night.

time is fleeing

 Walked up the hill to the castle, arrived breathing heavily. This is a thing that will need to be done daily to bring the circulation and the heart back into order again. Since the operation a few years back, things have just been left to slide, and going out of breath too quickly is one of them. Went to the shops and got cat food and eggs. On the return from there met Gabi, who told of her difficulties and problems in life. That was all interesting.

At home again after the hours walk, take a rest.

The day was spent doing small things.

Time is going too quickly.

There will be tine to go to the artists studio tomorrow.

day turned sour

 The day started much like all the days are starting now. But at midday, took a walk up the hill to the castle, and then on to the small zoo, one that just has goats and peacocks and rhea birds.

Realised that the old body was no longer fit, and would require more training to get back into its old state. Not that that is possible, but a better condition than the current one would be desirable.

Met the camera collector and accompanied him to his house. He is getting older, and is walking with sticks now. It was pleasant to talk to him. Wandered on down to the town and over to the artists studio. Collected the tripod there and had a chat with the landlord of the pub. Drank a cup of coffee that he had given. Walk home, and take a short rest.

At home, set up the camera on the tripod, and work out how to adjust the spirit levels. This had been bothersome, let us hope that the problem is now fixed.

And then spend time at home.

Feed the cat.

Let the day end.

change (early morning)

 It is far too early to be this awake. Over an hour ago stopped sleeping, this is after a night's rest of four hours. Being this awake now is not normal.

Coffee and breakfast, why not? The cat complains outside the door, allows herself to be let in and fed a spoonful of cat food. After that she jumps onto the human's knees and starts to purr very loudly.

It is nearly half past seven, outside the children call to each other on their way to school. The neighbours red Mercedes is still parked outside, it has not been noticed by the  town employees yet.

Now, tiredness is setting in.

After an hour of being more or less awake, and time will just be wasted.

Something will have to change in this life.

unsatisfactory

 Went to bed too late last night woke up too early today and slept too late after that.

Everything is in a state of disorder. Edited the final version of the pictures for the artist today, and ended up not liking them at all. This is the way it goes. Things are not overly easy.

Spent the day indoors,

A man knocked on the door and wanted to buy the house. Remained polite and said that it was not for sale. People with a lot of spare cash are panicking now that the Americans are starting wars without any warnings, blocking supplies needed by all of the worlds economies, not just talking like bullies but behaving that way as well. This will not go well. The man understood, but he did not know that the house has no debts, and it would be madness to sell it for money that may be worth nothing soon enough.

The cat has returned to the downstairs, to the shop. It seems to like classical music. Maybe it is the sound of the bowed string instruments, like the violin, the viola and the sound of the 'cello.

Something is in the offing, maybe it is something that has been overlooked or forgotten.

Remain at home and try to work out what needs to be done next.

The days prints are on the wall, and something is unsatisfactory.

Sunday early

 At nine minutes into the day started on today's Wordle puzzle in the New York Times after noting that America expects payment and assets from the rest of the world to clear up the mess that it has produced. At some stage there will be an end to fealty. The puzzle was not really difficult, there are a limited number of five letter words in the language and at some stage they will all be off by heart.

Ten minutes later there is a bicycle headlight visible in the door to the shop, and the artist and his friend show up for a morning visit, or a pre bedtime visit, or whatever you may choose to name it.

Reset the visiting card for the artist, everybody has ideas, and it takes an hour to finish the work to the artist's satisfaction. Then another chat, and then he and she take their bicycles home.

Finish the world, as always it is a simple word.

Go to bed, go to sleep, and wake up early, as always.

Make breakfast, and put on clothes and take the pills. Read the rest of the news, and then start to feel icy cold. it is warm enough in the room, but that does not stop the shivering. Go to bed, hide under the blankets for an hour until the icy cold has dissipated.

After a long rest, and feeling warmer again, finish the order for the visiting cards and place it online.

At midday, a religious procession passes by outside, complete with flags and a small brass band. It is an unreal crowd, consisting of mainly older persons. It is a little bit unreal, all the flags and candles and formal costumery.

It is time to go for a walk, now that the calculations for the postcards that are to be produced have been done.

the radio and no more

 The same story again, it seems only possible to sleep during the day. Staying awake until the early hours is not difficult, falling asleep seems easiest at around the time that serious work used to start.

The son is highly active today, he expects his guests in the evening, and look there, they have arrived. All day is spent with the vacuum cleaner, though actually other things would have been necessary, perhaps just a minimal daily attention to cleanliness and tidiness. This may be too much to ask, but it is easier than suddenly having an insurmountable hill before you.

The day is spent with laziness, there was no more than a short visit to the shops to buy some bags for the vacuum cleaner, and a few groceries.

There was a visit to the gallery people, but there was no wish to stay very long. It was easy to hear them talk, but it was difficult to make out the words over the hiss in the right ear. It was bad last night and it is especially bad today.

Last night was a disaster, The studio was full of people, the whole arty crowd, all being ever so cultural and somehow the whole thing was just irritating. Went home as soon as it was possible.

And once at home, was unable to sleep.

This evening there will be no going out, there will only be the radio.

keep up appearances

Sleep abandons its workplace at four in the morning, just lie around for the next three hours. Feel much too tired to get up, and yet cannot sleep.

At seven in the morning telephone the artist to help him get out of bed. He had asked this as a favour in such a case, he had a class first thing in the morning. He sleeps too well.

Make coffee and breakfast, read the news and solve the daily puzzle. Then there is the known feeling of weakness and tiredness.

Return to the bed and sleep deeply until midday.

At least that is welcome. Before falling asleep hear the heart racing, it seems to thump like an engine. Then it slows, and sleep comes. What is that?

Awaken and make the changes to the artist's visiting card, send him a copy with a request for confirmation.

Spend the whole afternoon clearing up the sons room with the son. There are layers of things on the floor, layers that go back some years. Work through all the parts of things, of toys, and of papers.  Spiders scuttle away, there peace and quiet of the previous few years disturbed.

The son makes some miniature pancakes for lunch. They are not particularly good. He seems to have developed a taste for convenience foods.

At six in the evening it is enough. Go downstairs, lie down for half an hour.

The son comes down to give his thanks for the help. That is nice.

There will be a reading in the studio this evening. It is probably a good idea to go.

evening walk

 It would be good to know why it was impossible to sleep for much of last night, but then perfectly possible to sleep comfortably during the morning, why almost the first half of the day. 
It seems unfair, going to bed an hour earlier, being tired, and then being unable to sleep.
The cat made an awful fuss in the morning, wanting to be fed all the time.

It was misery.

But the mornings sleep was good. Perhaps this is what turning into a night owl is all about, a strange thing for a photographer, creeping around in the dark.

With the small battery to jump start the car in hand, go to the vehicle. The jump start works without any difficulties today. Drive the car to the building suppliers and buy a bundle of zip ties. Look at the pricing of car batteries, but these seem extraordinarily high. Perhaps it is still winter stock, the time when car batteries are more expensive.

It is a pleasant day. Go to the artists studio and use three of the zi ties to fix a metal plate to a shelf. There will be an event tomorrow which is open to the public and there is no wish that members of the same start tampering with the contents of the shelves. A young man from the pub helps with the fixing of the ties.
Then clear some of the more valuable bits of photographic equipment out form the space where they are kept. Load them into the back of the car.

Chat with the landlord, and then take a long drive home, trying to load the car battery just a bit to facilitate starting during the rest of the month. If the financial situation has improved by then it will be possible to buy a replacement.

Unload the car at home, and then take a walk about town. 

In the evening make up a mockup of the visiting card for the artist.

An now it is five to ten, time to go for a walk

never give up

Tried to start the car today, and it would not. Even with the help of the little jump start battery there was just no chance of starting the engine. None at all. The small battery is empty. Take it back home and charge it.

This takes a lot of time, it is a slow charging system which runs over the universal serial bus system.  

Went to the shop to buy some coffee and cat food. There were small packages of tea towels on sale in the non food area. Thinking that it would be nice to have a few such towels in a fresh and clean condition  it seemed a pleasant opportunity. It was possible to get rid of all the small and tiny coins in the machine. The machine seemed happy to count the coins, all the one and two cent pieces that are not happily accepted anywhere else.

Also, bought a small connecting cord so that the heavier duty adapter could be hooked  up to load up the jump start device.      

At home. tried out the cable with the twenty watt mains adapter. It worked faster than the USB connectors on the extension cord. But recharging the device just took too long, so sat down and started reading.

Perhaps later tonight a short trip to the studio can be made to keep the artist company. That wo old put an end of the day

The cat is dissatisfied this evening, the wife upstairs has locked the cat out and the available food downstairs has been consumed. The cat now constantly tries to go upstairs, and then comes down again to make noise at the closed door. Cats never give up,                                                                                  

cats and older men

 After last nights reading binge, until two, slept well until eleven. The son called his good byes, he had to leave on the early train. He has an important examination on Thursday and has promised to return on Friday. Friday will be something to look forward to, just because of that.

Went shopping, and forgot to get cat food. That was careless. But there are still a few containers left at home, the cat will certainly not starve.

After midday went to the pharmacy to get the pills that the doctor had supplied the prescription for. The friendly young woman was there and so were the pills. The data base had been completed, a small payment was necessary and that was the end of the story. The young woman went outside for a smoke, stayed and chatted for a while and then went home again.

Now the pills are complete again.

There is some concern over this months finances, there is no use for any extra bills. By the appearance of things the money should just work out.

Spend time relaxing on the couch. Cats do it all the time, why not older men.

online tomorrow

This morning a normal Monday. Take the last of the pills and have breakfast. The cat is making noises outside the door, let her in and give her a bite to eat too.

Get dressed, then take the car to the doctors practice. 

The car's battery is run down, it is necessary to attach the extra power device to  start the engine. The small emergency lithium ion battery has just enough power to start the vehicle. Drive along the federal road, pulling over to the right to allow an oncoming ambulance to overtake the vehicles ahead of it.

At the doctors practice ask them to write the prescription onto the medical card so that it may be collected at the apothecary.

Take the car back home, stopping for petrol on the way. Buy less petrol than usual, it has become very expensive after the American attack on Iran.

At home, put the small emergency battery onto the charger. Then go to the shops to get some things to eat. The visits to the shop are frequent, food is bought only a day at a time. Pay in cash today, there is a small supply of cash that has to be used. These are reimbursements for expenses incurred. It is strange how the use of cash money has receded in the past years.

On the way back go in to the urologists and have the assistants there put their prescription not the medical card database as well.

In the early afternoon go to the apothecary to pick up the prescriptions. The one from the urologists has been entered into the database, the one from the general practitioner is not there yet. The young woman is very pleasant, and says that it will probably be online tomorrow.

vote

Now it is half past eight again, the next thing will be to have al look at a recording of today's news.

After late breakfast went out with the son to vote. The polling place was in his old school. Went in, made two crosses on the ballot, and went back and put the ballot into the box. The vote is for the mayor and the town council.

Said goodbye to the helpers at the poll.

The day was pleasant enough, despite its late start. Helped the son tidy up some of his room m. It is a massive job, he has been carrying things into the room for the last ten years and happily ignoring entreaties to tidy the room up. He also resisted any attempts to help him clean his room vigorously.

After a couple of hours, go out to the italian place to have a pizza.

He starts to explain theoretical computer science. He is currently studying this and it is good to hear that he is doing well. It is a hard subject to understand, and as an outsider there is no chance.

The pizza is not great, but that does not matter.

At home, rest in bed to digest all that cheese and tomato topping. It even had mushrooms in it.

In the evening, just relax.

There seems to be a cold infection on its way. Perhaps it will be better to stay at home all evening.

destroy the day

 The cat was especially insistent this morning. The cat is a nuisance sometimes.

Feed the cat twice before making breakfast.

Then go and take a shower.

Everything gets a bit later today, just the parcel man comes in early and delivers a parcel with a roll of paper. The paper is supposed to be extraordinarily good. It feels nicer than the cheap paper, but it does not seem to be that much better. It costs three times as much though.

And this is after the system fails to make a decent profile of the material.

In the meantime, went out for the saturday meeting in the gallery.

That was a waste of time today.

Print a few pictures, and resolve to try to make a worthwhile profile of that paper once again.

This is one way to destroy what otherwise might be a nice day.

somewhere in the street.

 Last night was spent helping the artist put his work together. He does not like drills and dowels, but concedes that both are useful. Despite not being a carpenter, it is still possible to help out. Both surfaces on the two things that need to be glued are planed and a hole for a dowel drilled, a marker is placed, the second part is pressed into place, the marker removed and the second hole is drilled. With the dowel in place the two parts fit perfectly well.

The artist has to go to school to teach his pupils in the morning. The two part will probably be glued later today. Most likely in the evening, around about midnight.

It is a quarter to nine in the morning now, the cat has been fed and its human has had breakfast. Everything seems to be in order. It is time for the second cup of coffee.

Today has its plans. There is a sculpture to be photographed in the studio. the son wants  help tidying his room and there is an exhibition opening in the evening.

For now it is time to get dressed and to clear up those breakfast things. The street outside is busy, a large truck has just stopped outside the door. It is there to deliver new furniture somewhere in the street.

Of the fifth

 forty mintes ago the fourth ended, it is now the fifth of March. Ended the fourth by going to the pub and enjoying one glass of beer and listening to the music on the speaker system. There were few people there, most people have to go to work on Wednesdays. They are all asleep now.

The owner of a nearby restaurant comes in and orders an Averna. He will die an early death if he continues drinking such strong drinks. But it is up to him.

Say goodbye to all and wish them a pleasant night.

Go home, prepare a small snack and it is bedtime now. After all, it is twelve minutes to one in the morning.

Of the fifth

not quite as late tonight

 It was strange today, waking at eight in the morning making breakfast, eating it and reading some news, and then just falling straight back to sleep. Having been up until almost three in the morning helping the artist work on a figure, a certain sleepiness is to be expected. But this was different, slept deeply until midday, that is almost four hours extra.  A long and deep sleep. What was strange was that the coldness in the legs was not there today. It may stay away, there is no use for it. It was all pleasant enough despite th guilt of having wasted half a day.

Go out to the shops, and then have a cup of coffee in the cafe. A man with a very loud voice comes in complaining that he had been fined for parking without a ticket. He had heard somewhere that electrical car may park fo an hour for free, and was infuriated that he had received a ticket.  The salesperson wishes him luck. When he has gone she rolls her eyes.                                                                                           

The day is spent sorting things and studying the operating system of the printer. There is one thing that had been overlooked. That may have been the cause of some trouble.

In the evening the son comes in for a chat. That is very pleasant.

Now it is early evening, hopefully tonight will not be quite as late.

perhaps

 This day is not easy, even if all was taken easy. Take an hour in a cafe, one of those that is run by a bakery. There is a small girl with a loud voice serving, she is fast and efficient and seems to get away with ordering the women around who have been in the place for years. She seems to have a natural talent for running things efficiently.

Put some cream on the nose, cream that had been prescribed tow years ago. It is against parasitic infections. Perhaps it still works, perhaps the infection on the nose is   parasitic in origin.

But perhaps things will change  after she has been there for longer.

The day is spent trying to organise things and having very long telephone calls. Apparently the aged parents of a friend are considering ending their lives. Just like that. This kind of thing should not be possible.

The time has just flown away today.

Took a picture of the cat and posted it on instagram. That is enough creative activity for the day.

Now it is six in the evening.

Perhaps it is time to go out.

Perhaps it will be a sensible idea to go to the artists studio this evening.

Summertime

Got up, got dressed, all ready for the day. Then things just stopped working the way they usually do. Made coffee, other things were not available  for breakfast. The glass of sausages had been eaten last night.

Went out to the shops, and bought a few things. Bread and vinegar, for example, also some cheese and pretzels.

Returned home, and fell into a depressive sort of trance, not having any wish to do anything. After a while, lay down on the bed, covered with a blanket.

After the two hour sleep felt worse. This nonsense is not going anywhere.

There are sounds from upstairs. Why care?

Take the dirty washing upstairs, and fill the washing machine. Go downstairs again, and set the timer for an hour and a quarter. That is how long the things should take. Perhaps they will take longer, who knows.

The cat comes in, expresses her desire for some food. She looks hard at the tin, hoping for results.

See there, after a while the tin is opened and she gets a tin of cat food.

Turn on the radio, and some idiot plays a piano version of "Summertime"

remaining pictures

 The visit to the performance yesterday was unfortunate, in that a saxophone quartet was prevented from playing by an amateur guitarist. He played campfire songs for nearly an hour. The service in the venue was bad as well.

It is good that the Tiptons were great, and really worth hearing. But the venue is for amateurs.

There was a long chat afterwards with friends. Politics played a role.

Walked home, and went to bed late.

Left bed in the early afternoon, after making breakfast whilst sleeping about two hours beforehand. Habits are a strange thing.

Sleepwalk breakfast.

The annoyance over the nearly wasted night the day before is still there.

It is now early evening, and plan to leave the house and bring the remaining pictures over to the studio.