Friday 17th October 2025

The question the night before was, are we going to the gym in the morning.

Wat I took from this was that Jools wasn't going to yoga, and we would be going to the gym early doors.

Jools thought i understood that she would be going to the gym first, and the gym would come later.

Which is why when I got up after the alarm had gone off after six, I found the house empty and the car gone.

I tried to call, but got no answer.

Ho, and indeed hum.

Jools called back at half seven having just come out of her class, and wondered why I called.

She came home, we had a brew, then went to the gym, by which time it was gone nine, the car park full, and in the gym, a class of young folks being shown the equipment, and my bike, both of them, were occupied.

I tried the hand bike, and did 15 minutes without issue, then tried the upright bike, and right away my knee began to twinge, so I game up.

On the way home we went to the gym for some supplies to last over the weekend, then back home for breakfast and a shower.

And then what?

Not much, really.

There is always podcasts to listen to, blogs to read or write. And minute by minute, the day grew old.

Lunch was cheese sticks warmed in the air fryer, and mid afternoon a brew and a salted caramel Twix each. I read more of the Beatles book, and not that shocked to discover that the establishment and upper classes hated and belittle the Fab Four at times, though classical composers and critics recognised the song writing skill Lennon and McCartney displayed.

In the evening there was the music quiz, and despite getting the answer on the first clue, I still finished outside the top ten.

Finally, football was back: Ipswich playing at Middlesborough, and in a cracking game, the home side won 2-1.

I took some shots of the kitchen and utility room, so to remind us what it was like.