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Henh. So much for that 80% chance of rain and scattered thunderstorms. It's still not raining down here, though I gather points north are being flooded as they were last week. And just as well because a long stretch of the main drag was closed to cars today so people could walk in the street and the vendors could vend. I'd taken a water pill so stayed in, and by the time the worst effects were over ie 5 pm the clouds were looking unchancy so I didn't go out to buy pepsi. Of course I had part of that unfortunate case left but those are full sized cans, whereas I've been drinking the minis for years. A full can is just too much cola for me now.

The library book I got yesterday is called The Book of Forgotten Authors, and I'd somehow got the impression it contained stories from forgotten mystery writers of the Golden Age. It doesn't: it's just thumbnail outlines of various authors in various fields. Notes for further reading, maybe, if the library has them. So I'm forced to fall back on my other library book which is a Gideon Fell being more annoying than usual. AndI can't supplement him with ebook Appleby because the Appleby on the go has a plot that's similar to the Carr and I was getting them hopelessly confused. Well, any book that has murder in a semi-stately home is going to read like Appleby just because.