Noughts, no crosses
The University Book Shop has rows of tables with sale books outside. The sides of the tables have regular 'port holes', hence today's blip... noughts, no crosses.
I've a bit over sharing space with a polar air mass. I've dodged the worst of it commuting on my bike so far. Still, there is another day of polar wind along with a bit of hail.
A much better day in the world of hpx today. I've struggled to get anywhere on my CV tonight though. What I need is a CV writer able to get inside my head and sort it for me ;-)
Tomorrow is another day.