Sunday

Woke with sinus' screaming at me and my head thumping. The mould smell was so strong. 
Did some tidying, put gifts away, and did dishes, and organised my kitchen to find space for my new air fryer. 
Shower, went to get bread, then sat at the table to do Steven's paperwork. I was sitting in front of these roses that have lasted weeks and the sun was on them. 
Steven passed on to me Chris Hoy's autobiography that I gave him for Xmas; he warned me it is  a hard read and he was reduced to tears throughout the book. Think it's harder for Steven as he trained with Chris when they were both teenagers in the same cycling club.  They both have children the same age too. Started reading it, and he's not wrong.