These things are important I feel.
Jools calls me, it was five past six, and time was getting on. Outside the latest storm raged on, throwing rain at next door's west facing walls, and had blown the bedroom window wide open and the curtains out getting wet too.
I pulled the curtains in, close the window and go to the bathroom.
Outside it was getting light, though not by much. Coffee was waiting on the table, and so began another blue Monday in Chez Jelltex.
Back when I started the shot a day project, I was travelling much more than now, so a shot of where I was, or out of the plane did fine. But now with these endless wintery days of wind and rain, I really am running things to take shots of, it would be the evening before i found today's subject.
Next year will be the tenth year I think of the project, and a good point to end. So I press on.
I start work, not much to deal with either, so I stop to make a brew and have breakfast. There's a pause in the rain, so I go outside to fill the feeders and scatter sunflower hearts for the birds.
And back inside, back to work.
Lunch is oatcakes with fresh butter and marmalade, and is as wonderful as ever.
And filling.
Work slows to a stop, I log off and listen to the radio as darkness falls outside.
No cooking as we're off to the gym, so I wait for Jools to return.
And at half six we head out. No fog this week, but there is damp on the teeth of the wind, and soon will be throwing it down.
I have to use one of the upright cycles, but causes all sorts of pressure on my back, so seven minutes in I swap to the recumbent one and do the rest of the work out to a soundtrack of Blancmage, David Bowie and Dire Straits.
I sit in the car to listen to the discussion on Spurs while more people come and go and the heaven open and rain pours down.At eight, Jools comes out. I pick her up at the entrance, and once back home, cats are fed and I put the pizza in to cook, and ten minutes later we're eating.
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