SATURDAY 23 SEPTEMBER KARRATHA
More TV Olympics, which I am now finding really tedious.
In the morning, I cycled to the shops to get the paper. I enjoyed the exercise, despite the heat. It was a rather barren and boring ride, though – the salt flats off to the seaward side and either empty land on the other, or houses off at a distance, behind fences. I did not feel totally secure along that stretch of road, even in daylight.
Read the paper thoroughly and that used up some of the day.
Tea was bought fish and chips. Much nicer than last night’s effort.
John had a tense phone call with R. Just moods. She did not acknowledge his birthday, though.