I went into the supermarket and it was grimmer than usual. The place was full of frail and fat people hobbling up and down the aisles. Some of the shelves had been picked completely bare. I can't understand why people panic-buy like that every time a bank holiday comes round. The shop will be closed tomorrow but it'll be open again as usual on Saturday. Duh.
While I was there I bumped into a lady I get on really well with. Her son is autistic in the same way that I am, and sometimes they come to hear me play. He reminds me very much of how I was when I was his age. The poor sod is extremely intelligent (has a good BA in English) but very quiet and withdrawn. He's not withdrawn with me though. He could talk the arse off a donkey!! I hope it won't be too long before he can come out of his shell with anyone.
Then I went home for a simple lunch, and noticed how peaceful and quiet it was. I couldn't help hoping that her ladyship would be seeing the new year in elsewhere.
I had intended to spend the rest of the day resting at home, but soon got restless. The weather is beautiful today, and extremely mild for the time of year, so I thought I'd take a little stroll back to the library.
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