Heating went on for an hour this morning. Call me a wimp. I’ve also dug out my woolly socks purchased from @Steve Rowland artisan shop in the Bailgate and am wearing my Black Yak Himalayan woollen jumper. The latter is a tad over the top but I am warm. Hands aren’t though. Waiting for the shed to come up to temperature.
Classic autumnal day out. Quite still. The merest of sway amongst the grasses in front of the deck. The shed is brightly lit which is uplifting when the days get shorter and the light begins to fade.
I feel as if I am starting to come round from the self imposed six weeks of bodily abuse. Started back on the keto diet yesterday which helps almost straight away. Feel much better for it.
Yesterday I spent much of the day reading which to a certain extent irks THG who thinks I should be getting more exercise. She is right of course. I shall go out for a walk before lunch. No afternoon lane swimming sessions at the mo. Shortage of lifeguards apaz. If you know any lifeguards who might want to come out of retirement, point them at Yarborough Leisure Centre.
Bit of Vaughan Williams playing on the surround sound. A gentle start to the day which promises to be a busy one. My days are as busy as I want to make them but I’m doing a talk at a Lonap event in London next week that needs a bit of prep and I have to wrap up a plan by the end of the week for a shindig in Belgium next year.
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The wind is up
It can be seen and heard