24 degrees in the shade after a cool start and boiling in the sun. Back to the million pound complex and on to appartment number 4. Notice the builder hadn't turned the channel back to rock and don't know whether that's because they have become addicted to their horoscopes, or they enjoy Dire Straits, Simple Minds and whoever sings Gene-Genie, OR they don't know how to turn it back. Knee pads a big success, though they have a hard outer shell that might be good for break-dancing, and I look like an old skateboarder.
Spook had a tough day at the office today - was making perfect 'cake' and then the machine broke down. I've often had the perfect cake go wrong at the last moment so I am able to empathise.
We bought the Subaru and went for an evening drive. This place is at it's best in the evening sunlight. Am able to appreciate it more as time goes on and I feel more settled. And now that I have a vehicle bigger than a bike, I can bring bigger things home from the Dump.
Have the day off cleaning tomorrow so that I can volunteer with the riding for the disabled, but didn't know until the last moment so haven't actually volunteered yet. Must also finish the Christmas shopping. I don't think I can handle more Santa Claus's cooking up a sausage sizzle outside the shops on a Saturday to drum up business. Not whilst wearing flip-flops, anyway.
This town is so lovely and sleepy just now, I don't know how we'll cope with the explosion of people.
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