Friday 19th November 2021

The good news is that we do have some stuff planned for the next few weeks, so the variety of them should improve.

I hope.

Friday dawned dull and grey. Jools forgot to book her yoga session, so instead went hunter/gathering at Tesco, lest the booster jab we were to have in the afternoon would lay us low for Saturday.

Jools went at just gone six, while I tried to wake up, then was setting up the office just before seven when Jools came hack. So, we put the shopping away before she left. We were already ahead of schedule for the weekend.

I start work, there is the usual mix of chaos and more chaos. Which is what we have come to expect.

I had breakfast, pu the bins out, and outside the garden filled with birds, including magpies, starlings and a jay or two along with the usual sparrows, dunnocks, blue tits, great tits and gold finches.

Charming.

I work thugh until one when I wrap up as Jools was due back at half past, and we would go straigt out.

We do have a brew first, then out into town to the library. Dover is a ghost town, although the market was set up, just not many customers.

Back in the car and up the hill past the Castle and along the main road to Walmer and to Deal.

It was three, and already getting gloomy, so after parking on the side of the street, we walk to the chesmists where the jabs were being done.

Our names were checked off, temperature taken, then we wait our turn.

Jools went in frst, then me. Sleexe up, insert needle and push.

No pain.

Wait 15 minutes before leaving we were told, but we decided to wait in the coffee shop next door and made door with a pot of tea for me and a custard and cherry tart.

We make the drink and tart disappear, and with no ill-effects of the jab, we walk back tot he car and drive back home in the early evening dusk.

Not much to report, I did the music quiz, but the clues didn't trigger my brain, but when the answer was revealled, all made sense.

Times when we can play cards are getting few as Jen is going to Bolton for Christmas in a couple of weeks or three, so although we were tired, we go along as Jen had made chilli and rice.

In fact, we're all tired, so when I suggest that we should finish at half eight after just a single game of Meld, no one really complained. OK, John always complains, but he said he would head home early too.

Back home before nine, and straight to be bed for me without putting on the computer.

A first.