The weather has calmed down. It's been chilly though, and I kept reminding myself I was looking forward to this when it was searingly hot.
Was running about town this morning doing my errands. Had lunch today with my friend Sandra - goodness me, I can go months without 'doing lunch' then go two days in a row. We went to a sandwich shop, I enjoyed having lunch with Sandra, and the place had a good selection of sandwiches, but no hot drinks. None at all, not even coffee. An eating establishment that doesn't provide a hot drink!!
Sandra passed on to me a couple of books. I started the first this afternoon and it is very good, I've nearly finished it. It's a fictionalised account of life in a Devon village during World War II, written in the form of letters to a soldier, a childhood friend in the British Expeditionary Force in 1939/40. Although Sandra enjoyed the books, she said parts of them were difficult for her to understand. I guess one has to be British to recognise the stereotypical village characters, and the foibles, or nuances, of the British upper middle class during the war.
And speaking of war. ISIS is advancing on Baghdad, they are within 15 miles of the airport, Khobani is about to fall, and when it does thousands will be massacred, Obama's bombing campaign is having no effect whatever - and it won't until he sends in ground forces - but he is confidently asserting that his strategy (whatever that may be) is working, and the US is winning. His popularity, his credibility, is plummeting. What is the war looking like from over there?
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