Though for the recently retired, that's not too difficult.
I do go back to sleep after the alarm went off, rising at five to six, just in time to see Jools leave for yoga, and after drinking my coffee do the bins.
It is the start of another min-heatwave, which will build from Friday before peaking on Tuesday and Wednesday, possibly breaking the all time temperature record.
Climate change?
I find stuff to fill my time: videos, podcasts and the such, so that I am all caught up when Jools returns at half eight, so we can have breakfast together.
Jools is the taxi provider for knit and natter, so sets off at half nine to collect her charges.Leaving me home to sit in the back garden until it gets too hot, then make creamed spinach which I had failed to make during the week.
At half midday, Jools returns, we have a quick lunch of rolls and crisps before we have to be in Whitfield to pick up Jen and Sylv from the sports centre.
We arrive just as they were walking to the bus stop: where were you, you were supposed to be here at one?You said that you talk after your class so to be here at quarter past.
Which it is now.
Oh.
Oh indeed.
The reason for collecting them was that we were to play cards, and Mike joining us as he has a suspected broken foot so can't work.
The six of us sat round the big table to play Meld. Mike picked up the rules quickly, so that was fine.But with six it took ages, not quite as long as feared, but two and a bit hours for one game.
By which time the heat was unbearable, not helped I think by Jen's skylight letting in huge amounts of sunshine and heat. We bailed on more cards, so go home at four, and once in pour glasses of ice cold beer and/or cider, and relax in the cool shade of Chez Jelltex.
To top the day off, I win the quiz, so am in a good mood for when the footy starts at eight.And that was your day.
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