Wednesday. I did get to bed early and seem to remember it taking some time to get to sleep, but not so much time as to cause me to sleep in until seven, which I did. OK. Cut some corners getting up, skipping shaving and making the bed, but drove to breakfast at seven-fifteen (it had been raining and looked at any minute to start up again) in reasonably good shape.

In reasonably good shape?

Well, not sure what else to say other than maybe “so far, so good”.

The avocado and (light on the) cheese omelet, country potatoes, toast, fruit cup and coffee over the papers, finishing just before nine to set out under a very light sprinkle for the car. Home in good shape. If I can get away with saying that twice.

I need to go by an ATM later. Well, I should go by an ATM later, so we'll see how the on again, off again rain holds up. They're saying sun for these coming next few days, maybe it will clear up later today.

Later. Sprinkling, but not enough to get you wet, and so a bus to the ATM on Broadway and then a bus back. Easy enough in retrospect. It's noon now, they're saying there's less chance of rain later, but I'm suspecting either way we're inside now for the rest of the day.

Later still. Tired and so lied down just after noon for an hour and a half, getting up to listen to the news after two, thinking it might have been a reaction to the cheese this morning, but not sure. Whatever it was it got a note in this now ongoing what I had for breakfast list.

Evening. Dialed into the middle of a Midsomer Murders episode and watched enough to remember I'd seen it before, but didn't have a clue as to what happened next or who'd done it in the end. Which is no longer uncommon, I'm afraid. Decided to head for bed, turning the lights out around nine-thirty. Awoke this morning at seven, we'll see if we can't get back to awakening at six without setting the alarm for tomorrow. I'm guessing awakening on time won't be a problem and will take care of itself.