2 Otherwise, today and yesterday have been quiet (cold-affected), reflective days. The reflections have included a return to Latin, as I have begun to read
2.1 I guess that I should add regenerative to the description of the days. I cycled a little today. I also read the newspaper. I swam. All the activities were accomplished according to my own rhythms. No external time-tables.
2.2 Tomorrow may also be such a day. If the weather continues to be fine then the leaves (or some of them) will be collected. There will be a sweeping of the patio. (And there will be the selection of a place in which to lodge the key which will be the externally-located one. I have thought of placing the key in a bag, the bag in a tin-box, and the tin-box in a hole or up a tree. Perhaps.) I'd like to play bridge at Forest Row, but I lack a partner. (Master Cherry is not available for two-bridge-sessions-in-a-week.) And I have forgotten, I realise, to advertise for one.
2.2.1 This morning's swimming was comfortable, I'm happy to report. I wondered if, with my stuffed nose, I would take to the water. I was ready to take to the sauna instead. However, there was time to rise slowly, to take tea, to listen as I took the tea, before taking myself to the pool. There, I swam the requisite 32 lengths - two beyond the designated number in order to compensate for a failure to keep count - amiably. I then had tea and The Daily Mail (because, as I explain to Ken, I want to keep abreast of what the opposition is saying). Now I've taken my vegetables and my quiche so I am ready to take to my bed.
3 Tomorrow just could be bicycle-day. And a plate of something in Angela's.
Stayathome
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