Friday To sleep at a decent time to awaken then just before six to turn on the radio and then zone out and awaken for real at ten minutes to six, so a good night's rest. I guess. Up to walk to breakfast under cloud covered skies, they're say a chance of rain later today, but a sunny weekend. Arrived to sit out on the patio as usual and start on the paper. Cold, this morning, not sure how long I'm going to be doing this.
The plain waffle with sliced bananas and strawberries, fruit cup and coffee again, the weight holding well, but being careful. Finished up after nine to head for home, still overcast, still cold with gusts of wind that made it difficult to take pictures of the usual string of flowers I photograph over and over. Life's like that.
Home to take the selfie and settle in at the computer, turning on the heat in the living room first thing and keeping on the goose down jacket.
Later. A light rain, a high of sixty degrees at two in the afternoon, the particulate index Good. Need the rain, can't complain about sixty degrees in November and more than happy to see the index Good.
Listened to a radio interview about a documentary on Ira Glasser who served as Executive Director of the American Civil Liberties Union from 1978 through 2001, a documentary available on Amazon Prime. So I started watching Mighty Ira on the tablet until I broke when the first television news program came on at two. Interesting for the period it covers, happy to have stumbled into it if only for the memories it brought back and what more I learned of the period.
Evening. Watched Inspector Morse at eight. Weird damned plot, not sure I understand even now what exactly the motivations were of the people who participated in the murders. Then again, not unusual for police procedurals anymore, at least Morse wasn't as cranky as he usually behaves.