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Currently at Toronto Pearson: 18. High today: 22. The cold season is plotting one last incursion on Sunday and Monday.
(Yes, it is Wednesday and I am still here rather than opening the cottage. Too many things!!!)
The closing of the bridge had been a burning issue on the evening of Day 4 because Day 4 was Monday, and Monday is (There Is No) Bonfire Day at Whitby, and the bonfire is (not) held on a bit of beach on the abbey side of town, while most people (including us) stay on the other side. It was an issue, as opposed to just a fact, because for some reason there was mass confusion as to whether the bridge was actually going to close for repairs at midnight or not, possibly because everyone who tried to read the notice about it, or maybe more to the point tried vigorously to propagate their interpretation of it, was drunk. Anyway, there was (not) a bonfire and the bridge did (really) close at midnight.
Drew, keeper of the fire, summons the flames:
( Fire is hot. )
(Yes, it is Wednesday and I am still here rather than opening the cottage. Too many things!!!)
The closing of the bridge had been a burning issue on the evening of Day 4 because Day 4 was Monday, and Monday is (There Is No) Bonfire Day at Whitby, and the bonfire is (not) held on a bit of beach on the abbey side of town, while most people (including us) stay on the other side. It was an issue, as opposed to just a fact, because for some reason there was mass confusion as to whether the bridge was actually going to close for repairs at midnight or not, possibly because everyone who tried to read the notice about it, or maybe more to the point tried vigorously to propagate their interpretation of it, was drunk. Anyway, there was (not) a bonfire and the bridge did (really) close at midnight.
Drew, keeper of the fire, summons the flames:
( Fire is hot. )
