Stuck

The wintry showers arrived as forecast. Not much stuck, except up on the roof. 

Day 3 of my current isolation period. I decided I was feeling well enough to work after having taken a couple of days sick leave, although my enthusiasm for that decision ebbed and flowed through the day. The fact that the temperatures have dropped probably hasn’t helped. 

Mystery of the day was that my wheelie bins have disappeared after having been emptied. Because I’m in isolation I can’t go knocking on neighbours’ doors trying to track them down.  It’s not as if they haven’t got a great big house number on them…

Also, I read a Maigret and watched Sanshō Dayū.