I missed posting today. I’m not sure how. I just got down to work and suddenly, the day was gone. Got up a bit late, correspondence, breakfast and back to work. Julia went out to take a dress for alteration for the coming wedding and I prepared lunch ready for her return.  This included the coleslaw left over from a couple of nights ago, baby tomatoes, olives and the last of Tuesday’s quiche. Back to work (if pushing words round paper can be classed as “work”) then TV quizzes. Cook tea. (Julia is suffering with her back so I am trying to be a good husband). Watched the last episode of Fringe, a sci-fi, time travel, police procedural, and I felt able to relax. Left to myself I would probably not have carried on past episode 2 or 3 but Julia liked it and it began to make more sense. Then it introduced the parallel dimension, then the time travel and at that point It stopped making sense again. I struggled to the end as Julia liked it but feel it would have been better with a run half as long.

Then we started watching The Marlow Murder Club. We’ve been waiting to start it. I look on it as a reward for sitting through Fringe. I’m much happier with this – small town in UK, murders that don’t include melting faces or alien animals, good quality detective plots and time progresses in a linear fashion.

It’s not ground-breaking or cutting edge and it merges with many similar programmes, but it’s a nice relaxing watch with a lot of good actors.

Photos are from Julia’s 2018 visit to Malta when she and No 2 Son went to visit No 1 Son, who was working there. A hand holding a small bird is an ironic image for a Mediterranean island famous for slaughtering migrating birds in great numbers.