Actually, Thursday night, but when you’re retired (even sort of) you sometimes lose track.

Yes, Stilly, it is funny — both peculiar and ha-ha. But most of all I think I’m living under Parkinson’s Law: work expands to take up all available time. Now that I have ten to twelve hours (including overtime and commuting) per weekday that are no longer contracted to the Department of National Defence, I find it necessary to do all kinds of things that never seemed important before.

Such as, for example, reading for at least a couple of hours in the afternoon and doing the New York Times crossword puzzle after breakfast.