Happy in the dungeon

Bank Holiday Sunday. The heavens opened, as is traditional, and rain fell steadily from the leaden sky.

Lorraine and I spent much of the day, once we had got out of bed, reorganising the dungeon. Lorraine takes the lead on this as I am unable to stand up without stooping down there, so I sat on a stool and was consulted occasionally, or carried things out of the dungeon.

A new innovation was marking the boxes and drawers down there with an idea of the contents inside them.  Lorraine writing Fixings on several things, a general term apparently, for stuff that fixes things which can apply from anything from rubber bungee wires to sticky tape.

Otherwise, a day of freedom. I spoke to Mum, and Lorraine and I binge watched GLOW on Netflix. A strangely heartwarming series. Lorraine cooked fish curry, we drank some weirdly powerful ginger beer, and relaxed. Lorraine starts work tomorrow again, from home, saying that despite it being a bank holiday it has all been holidays.

And so to bed.


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