I suppose I'm quite well paid for somebody who does nothing. Books and tea, what would I do without them? But there's only so much tea I can take, and only so much reading before a book becomes tiring. Now I'm just bored. Cold, too.

I just spoke to someone called Loretta! I wonder if her last name was Martin: "Sweet Loretta Martin thought she was a woman, but she was another man!" (The Beatles - Get Back)