WFH; woke in time to log on at earliest opportunity; mindful of feeling rubbish the night before, I tried to get Wednesday organised and then see where that left me; I made good progress (not too much of a distraction listenign to the police trying to get my neighbour to answer the door) and the sun lured me out at lunchtime for a scoot about the 'hood and for milk.

PM of work and then come 6 I gave up; and did dishes and laundry (I know I was WFH, why was this not done earlier???) and a quiet evening in fielding names, apologies and anger.