Hectic Sunday evening

Over to my left, on the dining table, D. is assembling his 7-page illustrated report, in Japanese, about "my life" from the perspective of R's dog, Thor. On my right, J. is arranging six photos of old friends onto a single page, in Open Office. Me, I'm running back and forth, reminding J. to hold the shift key down while resizing jpegs, trying to find various random office supplies for D. I've got a cold now, too, although D. has it worse. Not exactly a relaxing evening, but in a while I'm going to re-watch the last half hour of Downton Abbey: A Moorland Holiday, look for a friend's photos of his new lute, and then snuggle up with rereading The Language of Bees (a Mary Russell mystery).