Tuesday

I woke up early with a fancy for a swim, I got to the pool about 6:20 thinking I would just stay in the inside pool given the minus 5 temperature. But no, that was too busy so I scampered across the freezing paving stones to the comparative warmth of the outside pool. It doesn’t have many lights so much of it was in darkness, you end up feeling in your own little world and then someone looms out of the dark. It was v smashing then I went to the hot tub, cold shower and sauna. I felt feeling, if not a million dollars, then a good 500k. And then I managed to see a lovely bit of sunrise on the way home. Marvellous stuff.

And then work. And Italian which has got all ok again after a difficult couple of weeks. I popped into Waitrose on my way home to get some bedtime tea- blimey 8:30 is the time to go, only me in there shopping. I suspect this may be a revelation others have worked out before. If only 8:30 wasn’t like, bedtime.