Well not quite - there's still New Year's Day to come to mess up and confuse one's memory of what day of the week it is next week. Today is Friday isn't it? But only the arrival of my dog walker confirmed for me that I had things right - and then going out to lunch with W, M, and C - what a treat to get out of the house and almost back to normality. I had a bacon, brie and cranberry panini and have just had a cup of tea and a mince pie. It has been lovely to get with one's loved ones - my son's meal was super yesterday and I enjoyed it very much - but how good it is to get back to one's normal routine.
Weather forecasters speak of a warm spell drifting up from Africa as a great mass of yellows colours the weather map. I hope it arrives here soon because at present it is damp and cold. Luckily Tess has had a good walk today and I am hoping it is better weather for me to take her tomorrow - my walking is almost back to normal after my visitors.
It is good to have my telephone back in working order again and I have been most impressed with the work BT have done. It was a big job and several teams of workmen investigated various possible faults until at last they dug up my front lawn and fitted a new connection. Every single workman was pleasant and friendly and today - the icing on the cake - an e mail from BT apologising for taking a week to finish it all and telling me that they had credited my account with forty pounds compensation. So well done BT.
As usual there has been little on television to appeal to me - apart from a special nightly 'University Challenge' in which teams who were at Uni in the nineties have competed against one another. It has been so interesting to watch especially as their reactions to the button are just that little bit slower than the young things who are usually on the programme. And it was good to watch HM The Queen, so amazing for her age - and so dignified - talk for ten minutes. I am no royalist but who could help but admire a lady of such age who ploughs on, come what may, whatever we may say about privilege and no money worries?
Saturday tomorrow - I shall no doubt think it is Sunday all day - a day on which I have absolutely nothing to do apart from walking the dog and going into town to post a parcel. So see you then.