I can't settle my mind to writing today. It is cold, One minute it is foggy and the next the sun breaks through and for a minute I begin to warm up (I am sitting by the full on radiator) and I feel a bit more like writing - then fog descends and it is cold again. I didn't sleep well. I kept looking at the clock - the last time at half past five. I thought i would have another hour and then the next thing I knew my carer was switching the light on - it was seven o'clock.
The other thing which made me sleep lightly I think was that today my dear Grandson, who works in China but is home on furlough, is coming to see me. It is four years since I saw him (mainly I suppose because of Covid) and I am so looking forward to seeing him. At least I shall have something to write about then. See you tomorrow.