Sunday afternoons

Volume 3, Issue 3; 11 Feb 2019

Long indeed!

In the end, it was the Sunday afternoons he couldn't cope with, and that terrible listlessness which starts to set in at about 2:55, when you know that you've had all the baths you can usefully have that day, that however hard you stare at any given paragraph in the papers you will never actually read it, or use the revolutionary new pruning technique it describes, and that as you stare at the clock the hands will move relentlessly on to four o'clock, and you will enter the long dark teatime of the soul.

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 Long Sunday afternoons

After I’d left Calendar and went back in (to retake the photo without the sidebar that I ended up blurring), the bug wasn’t reproducible. Alas. Or thank goodness, I don’t know which.

It appeared to effect every “all day” appointment on a Sunday when it was happening.