Tunnel with Light

Out on the much improved bike down to the boat to wonder what jobs need done next. Much chin stroking and fiddling. Washed the inside of the front cabin down; I might repaint it one day.
Then cycled back. That was enough cycling - it was the bus out to see Maw. The sister has been discussing Christmas plans which has confused her utterly. Is Boxing day before Christmas, she asked? And she's aware of the awful novelty of genuinely not knowing.
Right back to start consuming acres of newsprint. Bad shit happening. Is there still Roast Chicken for tea?