The day job was nicely odd today. All the signs suggested we shouldn't be there. Few students, a boiler blew up, the food hall (more of a food corridor) was shut. I stayed for my allotted hours and then went to get Christmas shopping done and to have some paintings framed. We've had these pictures since we visited Assisi, another place where I felt calm (and a long way away from noisy neighbours). J and I promised we would frame them when we had a place of our own and now they are getting the professional treatment in a Wantage framers.
Beavering tomorrow. Lots to say about this but propriety suggests I hold back until after the gig. All will become clear.
On Wednesday night I can stay in, rather than go out an teach. I love my Wednesday night class, but this week I'm going to devote the evening to playing the Stick.