After dinner I watched some more of the Sherlock Holmes things without really taking anything in, and turned in at half past nine.
Earlier in the evening I had one of those mind-numbing experiences that occur in my life with alarmingly monotonous frequency. I had arranged to do a favour for someone, and to meet them at a designated place and time. Guess what? They didn't turn up. I swear that this sort of thing is going to drive me mad one of these days. I'm getting over it now, but last night I could have cried.
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