Pink poppin' hollyhock

A day of old and new. Old problem on laptop (the update issue). Old clients returning to see me again. 
IT turning up to issue me with an alternative laptop. 

Afternoon of writing up notes from all the people I'd seen in the morning when the laptop was playing up. 
Closing down at 17.05 and finding the old shutdown/uodate)refusal to update problem on the 'new' laptop. Finally closing down at 17.55 when I got home. What will happen at startup tomorrow?

Poets new and old at the Open Mic at the Crown and Sceptre. Finally meeting some of my writing classmates and tutor in the flesh. Forcing myself out of my shell onto the stage to read in public for the first time in around five years. I read from my Rajasthan book. The standard of the readings was sky high !

Old sickness, new variant. S sends me a message: "my condition is worsening. I am dying under pain". Next to it is a photo captioned, 'what does this mean?" A CoVid test shows two broad lines
I've packed a hamper of cold and flu remedies, a card and some snacks. I'll drop it off tomorrow. Poor guy. At least he's not alone, he has a flatmate. 

Oh, and my hunger/ sense of appetite has returned. I thought it had upped and left me for all time. It's been away for around a week.