No Problem

 No-one showed up for our second "Open Thursday" at the Meeting House, so I spent a very pleasant few hours pottering about, cleaning gunge off windows and woodwork- where someone in the recent past had posted nasty, bossy notices- and sitting in the courtyard reading a witty detective novel by Anthony Horowitz.

I like to socialise. I like to not have to socialise. I'm happy in either gear...

Ailz cooked up a lot on food- three fifths of which remained uneaten. No problem. The leftovers will serve us over the weekend.