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A good night's sleep

Last night I slept like a baby.  For the past week the US election has had me watching way into the night, fearful that Trump could still pull another  4 years out of the bag.  It isn't over of course, because he will refuse to co-operate with Bidon's transition team, refuse to leave and refuse to do anything constructive.  The best headline was 'Your fired' even though it was spelt incorrectly.  It is a pity he gets to sit in the White House until 20 January, although it is so infected with coronavirus that Biden's team would be better steering clear of the place until it can be totally fumigated.

This morning I went to the dentist for a check up.  He looked at my teeth without actually touching them, declared them to be in good shape, told me to come back in a year and charged me 65€.  Then I went to the pharmacy to get the stuff I need for my cataract operation.  It took 2 hours for the assistant to go through the paperwork, photocopy each sheet of paper, write notes on each piece of paper, answer the telephone every few minutes before declaring that they didn't have the things I needed so could I come back tomorrow.  What else have I to do during lockdown?

My singing neighbour has moved out and been replaced by a chain smoking man.

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