Nothing to declare

Last year ended on a high with my trip to Italy, so of course this one has started on something of a low, with the unexpected death of a friend's husband. Then a typhoon passed through my 10th floor apartment breaking doors and windows. The windows company couldn't come for 9 days (another company I tried couldn't come for a month!), I had to abandon my open french windows for a few hours to sit an exam - and wasn't THAT fun! - and the rain got in, so now I have undulating parquet. But at least the internal door that came off its hinges - smashing a small display case on the way - is the right size to cover the broken back door until I can get it seen to. It is cold, Stu's blog has disappeared, and I still miss Midori/Greensleeves who gave up hers some months ago. Last night I had a not very nice meal in a not very nice restaurant with some friends whose conversation depressed me (is everyone but me trying to find a partner via the internet?) and this afternoon I set out to see a performance by my friend's daughter's dance class but the tram stopped half-way there "for technical reasons" and no replacement ever came, so I had to come home. I went via the "night shop", for consolation, but couldn't even find any chocolate I like so had to make do with cake! OK, next time I'll try to find something nice to blog about. Or maybe just a nice photo.