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The doorbell rang this morning as I was eating my belated breakfast, but by the time I'd limped downstairs Whoever was on his way to my neighbour's. This afternoon I opened the door to check if it was snowing or had snowed (the latter, and for some reason I want to make that verb 'snown' but can't believe it's correct.) Reflexively checked the mailbox, even though there's no weekend delivery, and found a card. Woman running for the Regressive Conservatives and how lucky I didn't answer the door to her shill because I wouldn't have been in the least polite to him.
Otherwise is cold and will be colder and I've been indoors for two days. Yesterday rained all morning, then the temperature nose-dived, local FB group warned of slipperiness so I went out and salted the sidewalk and walkway. Mine wasn't bad but NND had lines of ice so I salted that. Then listened to Tosca and read two Golden Age mysteries, well enough as far as they went. The more reasonable one was a George Bellairs so I got another of his for today, and they might have been different authors. I guess I didn't notice him doing humourous character sketches in Intruder in the Dark, but ohh are they tiresomely present in The Seven Whistlers. Maybe he grew out of it later?
Otherwise is cold and will be colder and I've been indoors for two days. Yesterday rained all morning, then the temperature nose-dived, local FB group warned of slipperiness so I went out and salted the sidewalk and walkway. Mine wasn't bad but NND had lines of ice so I salted that. Then listened to Tosca and read two Golden Age mysteries, well enough as far as they went. The more reasonable one was a George Bellairs so I got another of his for today, and they might have been different authors. I guess I didn't notice him doing humourous character sketches in Intruder in the Dark, but ohh are they tiresomely present in The Seven Whistlers. Maybe he grew out of it later?