Good morning fellow-bloggers on what is a very dark and threatening morning here - obviously the threatened rain will shortly arrive. This is the one morning each week on which I no longer have a carer. It does me no harm at all to 'cope' alone but I have to keep telling myself to take things slowly and carefully and not to try too hard.
Two hours later. The trouble is that when I have no deadline to keep to I tend to dilly dally - do the Mind Games in today's Times, sort through my winter woollies drawer and take out the wearable ones as it is a chilly morning. At the end of last winter they all went away into my drawer for such things - but getting out of bed this morning I realised that they needed to see the light of day again because September is telling me quite clearly that winter woollies are the order of the day. John tells me this morning when he replied to my yesterday's post that it has been raining heavily there since seven this morning and looking out on to the patio I see that it is damp if not very wet so a woolly jumper this morning. It is either that or the central heating and it is a bit early for that.
It also means that so far my today's walk will be off because taking into account the speed at which I walk I do not walk in the rain.
But I find plenty to do, albeit it rather lazy jobs. I have sorted through and taken out all woolly jumpers and hung them in my wardrobe, exchanging them for T shirts which have now gone into the drawer until Spring (assuming I am still here to wear them!) I have topped up with a few new ones which should arrive within the next day or two.
So what to do with my time after the sorting. Well because our transmitter at Bilsdale is still down I am limited to watching BBC Channels only but there are a few programmes I am really enjoying. One is Chris and Meg's Wild Summer in which for half an hour each Sunday evening Chris Packham and his step-daughter Megan McCubbin explore Wales and the Lake District - lovely relaxing wild life programme. Then there is Mortimer and Whitehouse Gone Fishing - another gentle programme. Tonight I am loving A House through Time - this time the house is one in Leeds. A host of other regulars like Antiques Road Show and University Challenge (got three right this time but have forgotten already what they were (remembered one answer 'Rite of Spring, and just remembered another was one of Van Gogh's Bridges)
And of course there is my Book Group book to finish. One of the things I like- apart from the fact that they are a lovely group of people and are happy to come to my house, otherwise I would not be able to continue my membership- is that we all choose such different books. Some I love, some I hate and some are mediocre. This month's is 'American Gods' - the genre is 'American Fantasy' and I had never even heard of it. It has over seven hundred pages and I have so far read two hundred of them. No I don't wish to read any more, and yes it is all a bit mind-boggling (especially the sex!) but at least when people talk about the genre I shall know what they are talking about. And sometimes it does us good to step outside our comfort zone.
I think that will do for today folks. Enjoy your evening. See you all tomorrow.