Thursday 31st AugustAt last, a day off. A Zia-free day. I catch up on all my housework in the morning and do some serious food shopping in the afternoon. I vacuum the carpets, polish the furniture, mop the floors, and even wash the windows. Later I read the papers and do some tweeting. Also, I have to answer Susi’s email, maybe I will phone her later instead. My life is certainly busy now.
Another thing I want to do is to check out the bike-store. Anger sets in again as I unlock the door. I put my head around the door. To my complete surprise, all the walls have been whitewashed. Gone are the perennial cobwebs in the ceiling corners. So, who’s done that, I wonder. I lift the bike-cover a little, to make sure it is actually Humps’s old bike under there. And, yes, it is alright – same as it
