Winter Beckons

A routine Monday.

It almost came to grief in the morning when someone came close to exhausting my patience. I bit my tongue (hard) and all was well.

I also avoided phoning a bank to try to get an explanation for some remarkable stupidity. I decided I'd only annoy myself. Tomorrow will do. 

I went over to the harbour after lunch for coffee and a Blip. I was tempted to stay longer. It's sheltered from the cold north wind we have, and in the sun it felt like late autumn as opposed to early winter.