A stitch up for Louis

Wake several times in the night and eventually realise that my bare feet sticking out of the duvet are what is waking me. I pop on some socks and then sleep until eight. What a contrast with yesterday, outside it's cold and cloudy, and according to the forecast, likely to stay this way for two weeks. Breakfast on whole meal toast and honey with black coffee. The anti snoring strategy seems to work and so I have a quick look on eBay and find a mouldable mouthpiece for about six pounds, they also have nose clips to keep the nostrils open, but when I have a closer look, they are identical to the clips I use for swimming. The only difference being that these clip to the septum to keep the nostrils open, whilst I clip mine over the nostrils to close them off to stop chlorine aggravating my sinuses. I get a pair out of my swimming bag and clip them onto my septum and sure enough, they keep my nostrils open beautifully, and they are comfortable. Wash, dress and drive to Cherry for ten and take the dogs on the Westwood, they are glad to see me after the weekend and although it is spotting with rain we get round dry. I meet Elaine Julien from the running club in Newbald Pits with her little JackRussell, Milo, she tells me her husband died last Friday from the pancreatic cancer he has fought for two years. Understandably she is shell shocked, so I walk with her back to the car. Back in Cherry Pip tells me that the bank haven't transferred her money, so I drive into town and go to Lloyds to sort it out. It's their antiquated batch processing billing system at fault the first of the month was yesterday so Pip's money wouldn't be processed until this evening. I get them to do it manually and ring her back to tell her it is done and explain the problem. Whilst I am in town I pop to the Barbers for a trim and then drive to the leisure centre for a swim. My luck is in again and I find a free lane and swim 2,400m in medleys, 4 x 400m in each stroke, ( on fly I rest after each length in order to maintain perfect stroke), then 4 x 100m IM, again trying for perfect stroke and accelerating slightly with each repeat, and finally warming down with 2 x 200m on freestyle and backstroke. The session was very enjoyable but I was just starting to cramp a little at the end. There are no specials in the cafe so settle for tea and cake and then receive a text from Sarah to say she is at the hospital with Louis, who has split his eyebrow on a radiator. I phone her back and they are just about to take him into theatre to stitch him up. I call her later and he is fine and loved the laughing gas they used to sedate him. I get home and meditate for an hour and use the nose clips, which work beautifully. Afterwards I make dinner, fish fingers, chips, peas and tea with bread and butter and eat this whilst listening to the news on radio four. After dinner, I go online and book the ferry for Holland, it's not bad £327 for four adults, with cabins and my car. Later do some ironing whilst listening to an audio book and then go to bed.