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Good morning again from a dry, milder Bristol. It bucketed down all day yesterday.
My painter arrived to do the doors. It is amazing what a difference a few coats of white paint makes to the amount of light in my dark corridor.
Around 1115, the power went off. It as not me, not my neighbours opposite - just the last 15 flats, mine included. The power company was advised, playing the vulnerable old people card. About 2 hours later, it came back on. Then went off. When about 1/2 hour later, it came back on again, we held our breaths. It stayed on!
The poor painter had been doing his best with a torch; not easy, especially as it was a particularly gloomy day - a lights on all day type of day. He is doing a sterling job, back today.
I was particularly tired and did very little; just lining and backing my patchwork squares, I quilted a few - when I had power.
The chiropodist came and did my feet, in the gloom…
Today is empty. I must write my Christmas letter, do my Spanish homework, prepare for tomorrow’s village street jolly, etc.
I hope today brings glad news, that life’s difficulties ease, and contentment reigns. Carpe diem 🦩🦩🦩