Saturday, 30 July 2022

The long dark tea-time of the soul

Saturday.
Kev was up at 5.30 am for work and did his upmost not to wake me. I did wake up before he went but languished in bed with Willow for an hour or more, then got up as my exercises and bladder were calling. 
I did all those, bike and revitive then had a leisurely breakfast before I set too and cleared my bedside table of the clutter that has gathered over the period of time since I came home from the hospital in Durham. Things I left in easy reach when I was bed bound. 
Now I'm toddling around it made sense to relocate stuff back to where it really belongs. 
I washed the pots and then started at my desk. I made a memorydex card and pages in my dyalog.
I stopped for lunch and watched a true crime programme while I eat. Cuddled Willow before tidying up the desk in plenty of time before Kev came home. The football was on so I vacated to the bedroom and watched TV. Thankfully Liverpool won so once it was all over I went back into the living room and we watched another couple of episodes of From. We watched those then a documentary on Kate Bush and her music ( she turns 64 today) the same age as Kev. He has all her albums. I think we both grew up listening to her stuff, my favourite is Hammer Horror... 

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