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I've just had a rather wonderful 5 November. No fireworks or bonfires or anything more than noting the date in passing, for I am in rural NSW and their dates of historical memory are other. So, what have I done today? Finished the second of the three ebooks I brought for review, had a dip inCat's pool, listened to some rather nice tunes from some rather nice voices, went walking by the ocean and dipped my toes (and even my knees) into the Pacific, watched X Men First Class, drank a significant amount of homemade liqueur and ate alcoholic bullaces with vanilla icecream (also merguez, but that was earlier), went to the local markets and bought coffee and tomatoes and local eggs. I think that's all. Now I shall lie in bed and watch Stargate on a giant TV (Cat and Michael spoil their houseguests) and make a start on my 3rd book.

Tomorrow is all about Mogo. Not the zoo, because I am not really a zoo person. Besides, if I open the window to my right I can hear the lions cough in the night. Instead, we're visiting shops and the botanic gardens and we're going swimming.

If this weekend doesn't improve my health, then I'm probably a lost cause.