Thursday 22 September... Oscar is an Angel!

I am interrupted as I rest and talk on the telephone, by a ringing doorbell. Before I can even hangup and get to the door, I hear banging.

It is Oscar, boarding up my front window. When he finishes with it, he came around back and boarded the fixed panel terrace door. He asks if I want to go ahead and board the inactive leaf, but I say no. There's too much time between now and landfall and the dog will want and need to go out many more times.

Oscar is a sweetheart and an angel, and I tell him so.