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Wednesday, 1 December 2010

Once home unexpectedly I found myself at a loose end. I ended up painting again with my son but after yesterday's poor effort I said I should probably be in charge of the paint brush. Today he didn't scrawl all over my paintings. So then it was into the bath in a slow wind down until bed. My stepson disappeared to bed saying he was Ill. The snow seems to be unchanged at least for now. The house is now warmed to a degree where my clothes are in danger of slipping off. This is what my wife refers to as 'room temperature'.

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