I worked hard yesterday. I have two linoleum floors and they were in dire need of a thorough going over. They were treated to two steam cleans, a mopping and a polishing. In between each course they were allowed to dry and then swept. Good job done. My hands and arms are aching, but it's a good job done.
At the same time I listened to Bartok's viola concerto, and concerti for one and two harpsichords by W.F. Bach. Dinner was something (pre-cooked) from the freezer. Bed at ten.
The people upstairs were particularly awful. The brat threw one tantrum after another. Then all the kids were screaming out of the window, and banging with something metallic on the outside iron railings on the balcony. Bastards.
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