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Up at 7.30 after clock watching for hours. It was 70F/21C in the room at bedtime but I was shivering violently.
So I slept in a thick, wool jumper over my usual t-shirt. This made me sweat but kept me warm. Particularly every time I had to get up to use the fire bucket. Another bad night. Too many wakings. Feeling bløødy awful. No breakfast. Just a glass of water and tea.
A polecat emerged from the shrubbery in the front garden in the middle of the night. [02.30] Caught on the front security camera. It headed off down the drive before going in next door. Dark fur and only slightly smaller than a cat. Shorter legs, with a white face and chest. I'll try to catch a still from the video which does it justice. Known as a Ilder in Denmark. They are widespread but Fyn is strangely absent from the map of their range. I can remember half a dozen dead animals on the roads of Fyn over the years. They are mostly nocturnal and like woods.
I managed my usual rolls for lunch. Though I have already run out of crockery and cutlery. The idea of washing up repels me even more than usual.
The stove kept going out without my careful supervision. Presumably I was napping.
Dinner did not appeal at all. So I went with sliced chicken with mushrooms. Then added an egg towards end. I sat on YT while I ate. To avoid my thinking, at all, about the mechanics of eating.
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