Entering the Waiting Room.

What a very strange day.  Walked down the main drag to Lake Ontario.  The town has officially become a city and has radically changed to boot.  In the afternoon we walked into, what appeared to me, to be the biggest shopping mall in the world.  After l entered, in Ontario, l was surprised not to come out in Milton Keynes.  The Mall proved not to be for hedonists, in fact proving to be utterly anti-sybaritic.

The only redeeming feature was a very surprise find of a new Peter Frankopan.  In an exceedingly very surprise finding of a book shop. I stood and read for about 20 minutes.  Later CMC found me sitting on top of a step ladder (in The Bay Co) sitting and reading my kindle; Max Hastings.

Concerned of Orkney.