November 14, 2011
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Another day, and more mist
Goodness, but it is hidjously misty outside. Horribly, hidjously
misty. Not quite a fog, but the visibility is worsening all the time.
It makes me worry that I'm heading into smog territory, and then
breathing gets, well, interesting. Challenging. Not the basic facility
that one would usually expect.I had a lovely weekend. Mostly, it
was the company.This morning, less of a good start. I managed to
depart without taking my inhaler *and* without my keys, which were
hanging, in unlikely manner, on the hook in the kitchen. No, I didn't
look there. I never put them there. Thirty seconds down the road I
realise my error. And go back. And ring the doorbell, since Jo's
boyfriend is still in. And ring it again. And again. And then lean on
it. Then ring it again. Then lose all patience and start playing "come
to the cookhouse door boys" on it. He finally makes it down the stairs
- he thought I was the postman (really? And, even so, shouldn't you be
opening the door, or at least sticking your head out a window to
ascertain who is playing this fortissimo fantasia with an F#?). Grrr.
Am tempted to revoke his key permissions.xxx
