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An emergency blip

I was slow to start today. And slow to finish. And everything in between was pretty much at the crawl. Domestic duty was done, to a high standard but without enthusiasm. 

I watched Peter Cushing and Christopher Lee in Hammer Horror’s Hound of the Baskervilles this afternoon. Dartmoor recreated on a back lot at Pinewood or Shepperton or somewhere. Lee was playing the good guy for once. John Le Mesurier popped up throughout looking like a corpse in a dinner jacket. Great fun. 

The Yoga Mama took a cataract op in her stride. TSM went to her office Christmas bash. It rained this evening and there was also a strange mist like quality to it. Just like being on Dartmoor when the hounds of hell are on the rampage, although it turned out to be a dog with a mask on. 

Wrapped some pressies tonight. Tired now. It’s all such hard work.