A mahogany table

…in a charity shop. I took this a as a reference shot for a friend, but it turns out it’s not needed.

After the pope’s funeral, I walked to town. This was curiously exhausting. I even considered taking the bus home, but walked instead, after a short rest by an old capped well.

Hung out the washing when I got back, and prepared for a quiet afternoon in the garden with a book/newspaper/podcast/jigsaw, but the weather had clouded over and I soon succumbed to a need to go and sleep. Got up in the evening, for a couple of hours, then slept again. This is unexpected….