It always seems to be Monday - no sooner does Monday night arrive than Monday morning of the next week arrives. Does anyone else find that? It was understandable in the days when I taught in school - week-ends were precious and so they flew by; but now all days are alike it is still the same
I have just had a Zoom with friends W, P and D - as usual it is good to catch up with what they have all been doing. I hear what they have all been doing from here in my little bungalow where I rarely venture out other than a walk round the block or a trip to the hairdresser. Tomorrow is a trip to the hospital to see the Vascular Surgeon (I am going by taxi rather than hospital transport) - apparently a necessity after a broken hip. As I wear compression stockings every day and my legs seem more or less normal I don't expect I shall have to have any treatment - but time will tell.
At Book Group this morning we discussed Never Let me Go by Ishiguro. Thank you Margaret Butterworth for telling me about the interview on U Tube with Ishiguro. It was fascinating - do watch it if you have read the book. I find listening to writers about books they have written so interesting - they open up so many aspects you haven't thought of.
Warm, sunny day here with a coolish breeze - maybe a faint suggestion of Autumn not being far away. I shall go and forage for something for tea now - I will report in tomorrow after my hospital visit.