Afterwards, we headed into Cambridge, to Comet, in order to exchange a weather station that my mother had given us for Christmas. But none of it - we've been instructed to find out (at least roughly) when it was bought, and at which store, so that the selling store can admit that it was actually sold. The lack of an actual receipt is a bit of a pain, but Mum can't actually find it.
Finally, slightly late, to
bugshaw to play bellinghwoman, our hostess bugshaw and (I think - at least the details fit) despotliz, who was clever enough to keep killing my amoeba and who won as a result. By the time we got home after that, the cats were very peeve, being fed late two nights in a row. 