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Murderous pensioners
I've been slack updating, but work's been somewhat stressful since I had to get heaps done before taking next week off, what with the new website launch approaching. We couldn't resist the chance of taking the three days between Easter and Anzac Day to get 10 days off, and I suspect a lot of the country has done the same.
Anyway, a couple of weeks ago on the way to the library, I passed a classic crime scene: police tape, cars, and a guy standing there in one of those white non-contaminating outfits. The first one I've actually seen. It was by some pensioner housing, and I heard a few days later that a 77-year-old had killed a 70-year-old. I don't know what it was about but the killer had anger issues and not much English which might have made it easier to communicate with a knife.
Daylight saving went off around the same time and that always makes me feel sad. Even though it's still warm, coming home in the dark drives it home that winter is coming. Long, grey, wet, lacking in bright festive spots, its only advantage is the absence of flies and mozzies.
But: ten days off! Maybe I'll even write my trope bingo stories.
Anyway, a couple of weeks ago on the way to the library, I passed a classic crime scene: police tape, cars, and a guy standing there in one of those white non-contaminating outfits. The first one I've actually seen. It was by some pensioner housing, and I heard a few days later that a 77-year-old had killed a 70-year-old. I don't know what it was about but the killer had anger issues and not much English which might have made it easier to communicate with a knife.
Daylight saving went off around the same time and that always makes me feel sad. Even though it's still warm, coming home in the dark drives it home that winter is coming. Long, grey, wet, lacking in bright festive spots, its only advantage is the absence of flies and mozzies.
But: ten days off! Maybe I'll even write my trope bingo stories.
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Winter is creeping closer, ugh.
Enjoy your holiday. :)
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[echoes your ugh] I don't mind the cold; it's the wet I hate.