A wet Monday

Wake early, around four, go to the toilet and then manage to doze until seven thirty. When I get up I make a full English Breakfast, primarily because the bacon and sausage is just past it's sell by date, and has to be eaten. After breakfast I shower and dress, outside the sky is overcast and gloomy but it is not cold so I dress in shorts, sandals and a polo shirt again. Before setting off for Cherry I text Elaine Julien to see if she wants company walking Milo, but she texts back to say she has made other plans. By the time I arrive at Cherry it is raining heavily, but fortunately I have a waterproof and a golf umbrella in the boot of my car. Because of the rain I walk the dogs round the village, armed with kitchen roll to collect their droppings. My nose feels congested and I feel tired, when I cough I bring up dark green phlegm, perhaps I might have overdone things recently and a couple of quiet days are probably in order to try to shake this cattarhal infection off. We finish our walk about eleven, and I call in to see Sarah on my way home. We go to Rolando's in North Bar for a coffee and a chat, Rolando stops to say hello, I haven't been in for a couple of weeks. I tell Sarah that I have been thinking of getting a TV for the Olympics and she says I can have an old one, with a free view tuner in her bedroom, that she no longer uses. When we get back I load it up and then call at Tesco's for a few bits and pieces. It is still pouring with rain and the weather has turned cold. Back home, after unpacking the shopping, I set up the TV and soon have it working but without sound. It takes me half an hour to figure out that the volume has been turned off manually on the set and that once I have switched it back on it works fine. I turn it off again and then toast some whole meal pitta bread and eat this with some home made hummus from the fridge. After lunch I put the heating on because I feel cold, the first time for months, perhaps I am a bit feverish. I read for an hour and then feel very tired, so lie down and sleep for an hour. When I get up I put some more dumplings in with the last of my casserole and then catch up with my backlog of journal entries before dinner. Outside the sky has cleared and it is quite a nice evening. I eat about eight and then read until bedtime.