A quiet day

Wake at seven thirty and finish off the smoked salmon with Philadelphia cheese on rye toast for breakfast then shower and dress and drive to Cherry for nine fifteen to take the dogs out. It's dry today so we drive to the Westwood and I let them off the lead in turn Teddy first for half an hour and then Dolly afterwards. This is supposed to be the best day of the week, it's cool and cloudy, but at least it's dry. The paths through the woods are quagmires but on the open ground up towards Black Mill the paths are dry. When we get back Pip tells me not to come tomorrow as she is going to a funeral, I have to take Louis to school and collect him tomorrow as Sarah is in University anyway. Afterwards I drive to the leisure centre and find the pool almost deserted and have the luxury of a lane to myself. I extend my comeback training to 2,200m in the hour in all four strokes, and feel better when I finish. Later I drink tea in the cafe and then drive home for one to make lunch. Pork schnitzels with oven chips and tossed salad, after lunch I feel tired after the late night yesterday and sleep for a couple of hours. When I get up make some tea and eat a few oaties before doing some paperwork for an hour and then reading an Ian Rankin until bedtime. I have to be up at six thirty tomorrow so need to have an early night. Turn in just after ten.