Have finally located a song heard only once, decades ago in my distant youth. Turns out to be The Kingston Trio, Chilly Winds. Good. Scratch that itch.

Bought Ivory soap for the bathroom because my poor hands are sooo dry. Ivory soap *stinks*. Shall put the remaining two bars in the local Small Pantry along with the menthol shaving cream, in a bag marked 'can't stand the smell.' 

Someone in a local FB group was asking if anyone had a bike that would fit a 5'10 recent immigrant short on cash. Offered Old Paint but someone else had a man's bike so didn't hear back. That fell through, she messaged me today, so I went to double check that I can't in fact get my leg over the bar and no, no I can't. Not even close. So Guy can have it.