Today I feel I have nothing to write, as nothing much happened other than desultory work late into the night. The GF and his mother went to Rabbit Island and enjoyed their trip, I enjoyed having things to myself though would have preferred it to be without work.
It’s been a breezy day, a little overcast, so quite cool. I spent a lot of it outside, working in the garden, so I really have nothing to complain about.
Some of work was writing letters to ambassadors, a genre of writing of its very own.