We've had high winds these last few weeks, and the lid of someone's large recycle bin has been banging out back in consequence, which is a nuisance when I'm in the side bedroom. Only it isn't a recycle bin. It's an eight foot strip of fascia on the side of my house that has come loose and bent in half, and that waves wildly when the wind blows, occasionally slamming into the house itself. To be fixed soon, doubtless at great cost, because as ever I'm going with Avenue Rd Roofing who at least answer their phones.
OTOH came home to a large envelope of what felt like books, sent by someone in the States. Turns out to be a bunch of Papuwa doujinshi, presumably from Fearless Leader cleaning out her stores. High quality and I have most of them, but I read the Mind Vent Magic x Tiramisu that I don't. Another world, that; I forget sometimes that things looked much different when I still had hormones.