Cold and wet day. Went for Friday prayers at the nearby mosque. I couldn’t understand the sermon; all I can say is that there was a lot of hand waiving. The architecture of some of the mosques here have a medieval painting take on proportion. Went to a funeral of a shop owner at another mosque later and met a few acquaintances there. We spent the rest of the day in doors with blankets wrapped around us as the house has no heating. The soggy weather and my grumpy mood may have been connected. It rained heavily during the night.