Thursday, November 07, 2024

Stop, distance and bacon sandwiches.

1. Google Assistant starts to tell me the news, and then the feed stops for a technical reason, and there's no clear way to re-start it.

2. It's quiet out today -- most of the people seem to be far away in the mist, out of reach.

3. Nick declares that we're having bacon sandwiches for lunch.

Tarry, rolling back and one last taste.

1. Much that I would like to sit and visit for longer packed in with red and crimson cushions and blankets, lit by a bright window and drink...