Jamie and Nera have gone to Hobart for the weekend so we are baby-sitting Archie, their chihuahua. This is not a problem but he insists on sleeping in our bd and he generates a bit more heat than I'm used to ... and takes up too much room for a little dog!
Winter is certainly here; the air is cold outside and there's a cold wind blowing. However, the sun is shining and the sky is blue so all's right with the world.
I have a couple of good TV shows that I've been looking forward to watching. Well, I assume they are good but it remains to be seen. One is Towards Zero, an Agatha Christie thriller and the other 14 Peaks which was recommended by or (Nepali) cleaner. I wonder when TV recommendations became part of the duties of a cleaner. I hope I can convince Marilyn to watch one this afternoon as, if we try in the evening, we tend to fall asleep. However, we find it hard to overcome a feeling that TV watching during daylight hours is somehow sinful. And it is Sunday after all so sinful applies double.
I watched an interesting interview on Youtube the morning - Michelle Dotrice talking to Michael Crawford. They, of course, were Betty and Frank Spencer in Some Mothers Do 'ave 'em, I know Michael Crawford later became a celebrated singer but he still looks like Frank to me.
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