They must have known she was a little old lady who wouldn't have a gun under her pillow, like the rest of the population. And I'm now considering it, they're easy enough to get hold of, you can buy them in Walmart.
It has been another lovely warm day, it was 83 as I drove through town. I just went out to pick up something for supper as I didn't feel like cooking, and I got a piece of medium rare steak with a few chips and mushrooms, for about $4, or £2.50. Food is so amazingly cheap here.
I haven't done a lot today. When I woke up this morning I was coughing and blowing my nose, and rang Bill at the hospital to say I didn't think I should go in for my chaplaincy round. But a little while later I was fine. I think it must have been allergies, everyone here suffers from allergies, mostly caused by the cedar trees.
I was working on a needlework project while watching television and all the horrific news of terror attacks, and a new Ebola case in New York. This latest victim was a health worker from Liberia who had been caring for Ebola patients, and who arrived a week ago, and has since been merrily riding round Manhattan and the other boroughs on the crowded public transport system, eating in restaurants, and bowling. People keep saying it is hard to catch, but it still seems very irresponsible to me.
And I talked to Jeremy who was stuck in traffic on the M25, and I marvelled - as I often do - at 21st century technology which makes that possible.
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