Well now, not a bad writing day, in all seeing as it didn't get going till quite late - went up to move Peter's bandsaw and find out the talley of our debts - which were quite modest, when you consider tha we have the bulk of our dry goods - and some things that will last us a great deal longer - probably for six months or more. Then we also had various drop ins, and B as usual, busy with everything from meals on wheels to their board games evening.
We had dutch oven (aka cast iron pot) baked chicken for supper - free range and tough but mighty tasty. Very unlike bought chicken.
The book moves on. I am starting to think of bits for it all the time - a sign that I will soon be horrible to live with - half in the book world.