Diary 126

Diary 126

Wednesday, July 22nd

On a day when the ‘president’ hints he won’t accept election defeat when it comes, when the Chinese consulate in Houston is ordered closed, and when outrage is expressed at the unmarked armed militias in Portland – which the ‘president’ says he will send to all Democrat cities on election day – I will focus on something else.

Today we went to Newburyport and saw a dear friend – socially distanced – and sampled a wonderful lobster roll. Actually, I did more than sample it.  I ate it. With great delight. And lots of appreciative noises. Luckily we were outside or I’m sure someone would have objected to my enthusiasm.

The town itself is delightful – take a look at the pictures – and rather empty of the usual tourist crowds. We were lucky to get the deluxe tour special from our friend. Almost everyone was wearing masks, too, which struck me as very sensible.  The day was overcast, cool, with a spatter of rain and so we were grateful to be out of the heat blanket of the past few days. My best straw hat got wet, but, you know, I think the rain helped to stretch it out a bit and it has regained its usual size.….