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Year View| Summary| Highlights| Month View| Wednesday 7 August 2002 (Day View) – Mum at doctors
07.08.2002 – Wednesday 7 August – Mum at Doctors
- • Mum woke me up to say bye, and then her and Dad went off to town, Mum on her way to Cairns via the inland bus.
I’m a bit down. I went inside and on the table a letter from Mum, a “just in case (worst scenario)” letter. Ok, so I’m very down. I can’t even fly, should I need to get to Cairns in a hurry; driving is probably a risk in itself – I’m not sure. Sigh. Malarchy isn’t very happy either; he’s on his choker chain until Dad gets back. And there is a fan in my PC that sounds like it wants to be an angle grinder. I think (and hope) that it’s just the fan on my AGP Graphics card, but if it isn’t, there’s no telling what might overheat or let that all-important smoke out.
Shan rode over, twice. He’s discussing wiring up Tinnamens’s house for mains, which they naively plan to run with a 750W inverter and a car battery...
Dad came over just on dusk, and the dog is getting excited and quite hungry.