Saturday
Mr. Waffle and I went out for breakfast together and then he went into the office and worked all day. Sigh. I did various underwhelming things: I went to the dry cleaner, the library, the cobbler and the greengrocer. I attempted to get through some part of the mountain of newsprint which I brought into the house.
Sunday
I went to mass and we had a reading that I always enjoy. I’m really not seeing that turn the other cheek spin which emanates from the New Testament.
Since Mr. Waffle was not working for the afternoon we had a mild outing to the Botanic Gardens. It lashed rain.
We ran from greenhouse to greenhouse and looked at the plants.
I imagine Wittgenstein had a similarly gloomy experience in November 1948.
There was an AI exhibition in the space upstairs from the cafe which was mildly interesting. I mean, I’ve had worse outings but I’ve had better also.
And then home to the fire to make a determined effort to finish off the papers. And how was your own weekend?
