Tony Grist (poliphilo) wrote,
Tony Grist


I dreamed I was managing a museum. It was my first day on the job and I didn't really know what I was doing but reckoned I was coping with grace and humour. This morphed into a job looking after the pope. He was a nice old boy, more John XXIII than Francis I. He asked me not to slap him on the back because he was frail...

It's been raining on and off. Julia was stuffing wire wool into a rodent hole and touched a wire that had been stripped of its casing and the electrics went pouf. It's a wonder she didn't go pouf too. She and Ailz have gone off to buy insulating tape.

Mr Johnson was saying last night that he expects the pandemic to last a further six months.

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