A fairly bright day, but with a cold wind blowing. My computer mouse died last night, after more than 3½ years of faithful service, so had to nip out to the computer shop for a replacement. I know several people who are being plagued by the four-footed variety of mouse at the moment, and they'd probably be very happy if their mice just upped and died. In the centre of town, a new shop has been kitted out and is set to open in the next few weeks. It is of the variety where you select an item from a catalogue and then the staff get it from the back. Not inspiring by the least.
I am currently going through service records for Lewismen who served with the Australian forces during the First World War. There were about 60 of them.