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A bottle garden

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A quiet Sunday and so Lorraine and I 'did the dungeon' which means going into the basement and moving things about in there to create more space. Beth called by for a cup of coffee and a lengthy chat about the game My Time In Portia with Lorraine. I read a bit more of the book I mainly read on Sunday, Caste by Isabel Wilkerson, almost finished. The elevator pitch is simple: examine race through the lens of caste, but it is an excellent book. Lorraine wandering inside My Time In Portia , where her name is Linda, which makes Beth laugh lots, for some hours. Linda is constantly having to run around doing bizarre things like collecting mucus from snails, and animal faeces and rocks so she can manufacture things. Sometimes she gets into sword fights with giant ladybirds and so on. I leave Lorraine/Linda to her own devices.     Spoke to Mum and to Toby. Mum and I decided to bump the trip up to London to see mum later in the week. Meanwhile Toby and Romy in lockdown doldrums. Two mo...