Oh, morning and coffee and work. This morning at the Grange I saw all sorts of people. Conversations rolled into one another... Ellen, who has a place in Dingle, told me about the house she just bought (the one just past the causeway with the shed window that is set as a diamond). As she was leaving David, who is fromCork, came in. We talked about the fiddle and his wife, Katie, who is part of knitting night. Then Andy and John, husband and son of Catherine, who also comes to knitting night. And so on.

Bossman comes home from London today. I am trying to get everthing in order before he gets home. I've got the office nearly fine. Light soil, else VG.