Wet and miserable

Not surprisingly, having only got rid of the final dinner guest at 8:00 am, this turned into a lazy day.

Ferris Bueller's fay Off was showing in Carl's Kino, after which I made my way back to my place, stopping off at Seapoint with the intention of dashing under shelter at the Martello tower and blipping the wind and the rain. I copped out, I have to admit, and just sat in the car and blipped the wing mirror.

Music and TV and bed and reading filled the rest of the day. And it rained and rained and rained and rained ...