Ian has a sort throat. b is lying down, resting. I've no energy. Maybe there is something afoot in our house to lay us all out. We've just discovered that Ian has missed the bus as Bus Eireann has put on the weekday timetable today even though it is a public holiday. On the other hand, there is no train as Irish Rail has put on the Sunday timetable as it is a public holiday. The latter is more common practise.
b will deliver Ian to the train in the morning after he has brought Leavy to the vet to get rid of her stitches.
It is now dry, and getting warmer. 6.6 degrees at the moment.
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