Now you see me...
Internet continues to play silly buggers. Was thinking in my cheerfully philosophical fashion 'At least it's Saturday and I can go buy a tablet when the rain stops', and then it decided to come back again. Tablet or laptop can now wait till a more rational Monday, and if it goes out tomorrow, well, I have a whole wodge of Carolingian history to read up on, (Carolingian Portraits, unearthed from the basement) since Waddell *will* name drop without details.

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The weather is simply April in Toronto and must be endured.
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The day smells like flowers, though none are out except the scentless forsythia. Strange.