Mostly of Imps and Hellhounds

 

The weather (with reference to immediately previous Note)  is only one manifestation of a rather lumpy day.   There's been a lot of imp activity*:  towels keep falling off towel rails, items that were right there in front of me mysteriously disappear, pairs of All Stars I know I've just put away keep reappearing in the middle of the floor, anything I want out of my knapsack is always on the bottom, and I've managed to leave a dark brown tea ring on my ancient porous plastic sink, which will be