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Saturday 27th 41F/5C [8.30] Overcast but brightening after lunch. Rather breezy until then. 62F/16.7C in the room. 46F/7.8C in the greenhouse. The moment I had finished breakfast I lit the stove. It is already blazing away.
Up at 8.00 after a rather hectic night at the fire bucket. Chest and nose bunged up again this morning. Bedtime was earlier at 11pm. Neither of us could stay awake while watching "MIB International [Tedium]" Where they substituted a new cast in lieu of writing a storyline.
9.05 I'll go for a walk in a minute or two. My Christmas guest is not an early riser. She will leaving around lunch time. Having performed her washing up duties with aplomb and without formal complaint. I could get used to having clean cutlery and crockery.
Though I am still waiting for my government supplied AI Robot to be delivered. For longer term cleaning and other vital chores around Chez Hovel. The way it is looking the robots will be policing the mass unemployed. Or carrying out repetitive tasks in factories. So there may well be a considerable excess of human cleaners available.
I'll start making a list of important requirements and vital [statistics] assets now. Since a free choice is very likely in the very near future. When selecting from the multitudes. At least it is judging by the endless online hype. Though I can say right now. That somersaults and karate moves will certainly not be required! I have to think of all my late wife's glass and other ornaments.
9-50 Back from my walk. 66F/19C in the room. No barking dogs today. Though a sheet of ice, over an inch thick, still lay scattered across the road. Where it had fallen yesterday on a sharp bend. Presumably from a frozen puddle on a shipping container or trailer. Which would have been lethal. Had it hit a cyclist or pedestrian.
14.40 Back home. After driving 30km back from Odense with the low, blinding sun in my eyes. The fire in the stove has gone out. I have opened up the air control and added kindling. It is going again.
We left at 12.30 and waited at the bus stop in the village. Only to realise it was Saturday. The promised bus did not exist. Because I had been using the weekday timetable.
So I drove my guest to Odense station in the Morris. Only to discover there was no direct route to the station for cars. We had to drive kilometers further on before we could legally turn back and get closer. Even then there was another kilometer of underground parking to drive through before we exited to daylight. How anyone without an intimate knowledge of the Odense centrum would get there is anybody's guess. Of the dozen's of traffic lights on our route only one or two were green.
16.20 Woke from a half hour nap.
18.00 70F/21C in the room. I think I have a man cold. Runny nose, bunged up, wet and thick chest, eyes watering, loose brain, dull headache, fever, sore throat, hurts when I swallow, swollen neck glands, starting to shiver. I have added a fleece jacket over my thick jumper. I have had a flu jab. Just finished a course of antibiotics.
21.30 I am dozing in an armchair while feeding the stove. The bed is unsuitable for leaning back.
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