Early morning, before the horrors of the heat; fountain cut off but poubelle back. Then - glory - no heat, but a stonking storm. The town rejoices.
Gillie is looking splendid with the end of a black eye and a marvellous cheekbone. There is some pain involved, alas, and food is mostly sucked.
Should have snapped but (unusually) overcome with delicacy.
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