Tuesday 26th November 2024

Back to working from Chez Jelltex, and with no travel, it means laying bed later than usual.

I drop off back to sleep when Jools goes to work, waking up when she comes back up for a shower.

I get up.

It is dark still, but seems to be another fine day, though things turned out, work stopped me from going out for a walk.

I have told myself I will go out every day at least once in the New Year, rain or shine, so lets see.

Jools is off for work, and I have podcasts, videos to listen to and watch, then make another coffee, have breakfast and get down to work.

I am writing this on Wednesday, and after some calculations, it appears I have just 66 days left at work before we plan to finish at the end of March.

That seems so close I can almost touch it.

My colleagues are pleased for me, but it breaks all our hearts that the bond of the "three wise men" will be broken. We have been though a lot these last four years. I'll miss them, for sure.

I have stuff to be getting on with, and calls to make to offer advice on quality issues, so the morning passes quickly, and lunch is a pancake with lemon juice and sugar.

Yummy.

And then back on the treadmill for the afternoon, and beyond three in the afternoon to turn some jobs round.

It is getting dark when I finish, cats are hungry and follow me round, so I feed them. Which they seem to be pleased with.

We dine on chorizo hash for dinner, this time made with black garlic spiced chorizo, which added a new dimension to the dish.

The evening is filled with football: Champions League on the wireless and Norwich on the tellybox. And Scully beside me on the sofa.

Arsenal win 5-1 in Lisbon, Citeh through away a three goal lead to draw 3-3 with Feyenoord, while Norwich crush Plymouth, Wayne Rooney and all, 6-1.

I go to bed happy.