Ink

There was no need for an alarm this morning. With Ellie staying overnight, we could get up a bit later. I was up first and sitting down with a coffee by the time Ellie and Diane stirred. We went through the usual morning procedure, though Zoe arrived in time to walk to school with us.

It was very wet. Though the dawn had been golden and bright, it was clear that rain was not far off. Indeed, by the time we left school, it was just starting. I had already decided that I wouldn't take my early morning walk, and it was just as well. Within a few minutes of getting home, the heavens opened. 

Diane had decided that after yesterday evening's jaunt to see Giovanni, she was not in the mood for Pilates today. As we both have appointments tomorrow morning, we completed the week's shopping list and raided Sainsbury's

Last night, Ellie asked me to print some song lyrics. The printer decided it didn't want to. The problem lay with the black ink cartridge, but it wasn't empty. The Canon printer will not eject a cartridge until it registers as empty. I gave up last night and resolved to return to the problem this morning. After watching a few YouTube videos, I found a workaround. The black cartridge has now been replaced, and everything seems to be working again. That was a relief.

It looks as if my cousin Liz's email address has been compromised. I received a strange email message from her. The text just didn't seem like her style, and on checking, the "Reply-to" address was wrong. I warned Jane (it turned out that she, too, had received the email) and contacted Liz's son, Rick. He was visiting Liz, so resolved to send out a warning email and get things fixed.

We settled down after lunch for some Kindle time. I should have gone for a walk, but it had started to rain again. It did clear up, but by then, I had lost the impetus, finished another book, and started yet another.