Weekend over.

I just rolled up the blind in my living room. Since this is something that necessitates going climbing up on and perching on a sofa and manually rolling it up due to the spring being broken, it's something I don't do often. It'll probably stay up for months now. One reason I hadn't done it yet was that I knew I needed to wash the window. And I washed the window. It's still grey and miserable outside, but at least the neighbours (30? metres away) can now see me.
Weekend over. Want another. I finished Iain Banks's Dead Air. You get what you expect from Banks: Something fantastic. I also slept a lot, and went to a 50th birthday party.