pretty standardly boring Sunday - until a moment ago, when I discovered £145 in notes between the drawers under my bed. Completely unexpected. Did I put them there to hide from someone - but who? Why? Or did I sleep-hide them? Could they have just grown?

Terrific. Symbolic, ete etc. They can go towards the £15,000 buikding charge I will - it was confirmed as the Residents' Meeting - have to pay next year.

Almost 1%. Still, musn't begrudge. A miracle is a miracle.