Offline An offline sort of day. Lorraine who was staying at my house, was ill with bad cold. Made sure she was okay and fed, and watered and appropriately drugged as she dozed or read the papers, making no fuss, and not feeling particularly sorry for herself either. The gold sofa something of a recovery zone with Calliope sleeping next to her with her little stitches poking out. Had a nice chat with the French Bloke and Max. Max now about six weeks away from having their new baby, which is apparently in a breach position. Also spoke to Mum later on, and received a note from Joan, whose also just read The Secret Scripture and admired it too. Joan also approves of me getting Calliope sorted out too, which is good to know. Buying bread this morning, had my eye caught by a vibrant leaf green rug. Gaff, the rug shop, has a special rug lending service for locals, so I was able to bring it home and look at it in situ. However it wasn't quite right and made everything else in the room rec...