Happy New Year! (Happy Birthday Uncle Frank!)
We were roused from our slumber by the distant sounds of … a marching band? In my sleepy island? It’s more likely than you think — evidently it’s a tradition in town that the Philharmonic (I didn’t call it that, it called itself that) parades through the ped mall to celebrate the new year. We didn’t make it into town before the band stopped, however, so I have no pictures.
Lots more felt closed today, including Zimis, but the waterfront cafes were open, and Coffee Island also was open, so we spun around town and around the ocean side of the island, and then headed back to the cottage for more serial killer documentaries. Did you know that there was a pair of killers in Canada in the nineties nicknamed the Ken and Barbie Killers?
Yeah we might be running out of respectable serial killers.
(Not something you expect to say.)