Barrows of fun

Sunny productive start to the day doing more storage and re-storage of clothes and stuff for future refugee arrivals.

A couple of social engagements: lunch with an old uni mate in the civilised market town of Hitchin; a bowl of chips with two Phnom Penh survivors.

Weather that turned hideous with icy blasts and the ever increasing damp cold jeans and soggy shoes effect.

I often wish the Earth's axis would reconfigure to 30-hour days. I'd be able to achieve what I need to if it did. I'll keep on suggesting it.