Late, late, late

A Saturday in October, and the leaves are still all on the trees. Well, except for this one, which isn't. If only I could place my finger on what it is a sign of...

Spent the morning working and then the afternoon too. Mrs. Ottawacker took the plum of our loins out to see her brother in Kanata, as their sister has driven down for Thanksgiving weekend. I didn't fancy an afternoon of games, so I stayed at home and did some more work.

Dinner at the Light of India - first time we've been for a sit-down meal for years. It was back on form.