As it is now the end of September, it is dark when we wake up, and when cloudy takes a long time to get light.
Jools has the day off, so goes swimming early doors, and I have a second coffee straight after my first.
There's only so much of a podcast you can listen to before work beckons, so I set the office up, and find I have 25 messages left from last week to act on.
OK, lets do this.
The weeks starts with meetings and phone calls, me checking in on those who were ill last week. Most are improving, which is nice.
Jools comes back, we have breakfast sitting on the patio as its just about warm enough.
Jools then does chores: goes to the tip and then gardening. I knuckle down and get mails answered.
Even after being away for a week, within a few hours its like I've never been away. Time drags and cats demand to be fed, or whatever it is they want, they accept food and are quiet.

It is delivered before even we're awake. His rattling milkbottles clank before we're awake.
For the afternoon Jools does beading in the room upstairs, with three cats for company.
I mean, that's plain greedy.
Rain came in the afternoon so no walking done, so we heave early dinner; caprese, focaccia bread and wine.
And then for the evening there is England v Germany at Wembley. It ended 3-3, neither team that good, and Germany throwing away a 2-0 lead with 20 minutes to go.
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