The covered skies are not giving the panels a fair go. Usually staying in the city until Easter is a sensible thing to do as nothing is worse than gloomy countryside. But this year we were misled by enthusiasm and the earliest Easter for absolutely ages into expecting March and early April to be like late April and early May.
So it's back to proper pavements, and something to do when it pours with rain, and tights.
In Monculi the death bells ring day after day - people who thought that if they could make it to Easter they might have one more summer have been defeated too.
Someone put some money in.
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