Well that was a scramble!

36°C

The cool of the bookshop in the morning.

Taking the wrong tram and spending 30 minutes getting back to Pessac Centre (clot!)

Zooming off to the dump with a few more years' worth of worthless papers.

Hunting for clip-on sunglasses for Pat at Decathlon.

The rocade running at a snail's pace - let's hope the doctor is running behind again.

She was. Hurrah! She's happy still.

Drop off the car and home.

Try to sleep. Is it really still 36°? (I don't think it was, but it felt like it)

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