Morning run: 8°, 10:04, legs heavy, knees stiff. We prayed Lauds with Fr Yaro Walker: Margaret set to work on a column that will appear in tomorrow’s ABC website while I read more Newman.
It’s Nate’s birthday. I looked for my archives to find the earliest time I mentioned this fact on my blog, but the early years are still sequestered (safely?) in the Wayback Machine and I haven’t come up with one of the first years due to scheduled maintenance on the Internet Archive.
So Margaret worked like a demon and got her article done (check here tomorrow for a link), I read more Newman till my concentration faded, we had a visit with Mel (who stood outside on the pavement), and then a potatoes and veg and pesto dinner. Spooks.