Monday 23rd March 2026

It is Monday.

Again.

But, no worries. No work, and literally no worries.

I do, however, have to go to Deal first thing for some foot fondling.

When I say that, I mean as I was diagnosed with diabetes last year, hope to soon not be, but I have to look after my feet, and there is a podiatrist in Deal, who checks my feet, trims nails and gives advice.

This would be my third visit.

But we woke up to a right old pea souper.

I mean at times we could not see beyond the bottom of the garden. Which most days is not a problem. But going to Deal could mean the right turn at the bottom of Station Road, and two weeks back a neighbour, Jerry, got T-boned turning right there. Wasn't injured, but the car totalled.

Just to be safe, I leave early, and drive to the Duke of Yorks, go all the way round and back along the Deal road.

Safe as houses.

Even with the thick fog, 10% or so of cars had no lights, and about another 10% had fog lights on.

I have no words.

So, I drive into Walmer and find a place to park near Deal Castle, then walk along the promenade to the base of the pier, just for some snaps in the fog. Even then it was lifting, and instead was just plain murky.

I went to the High Street to the brand new branch of Greggs, have a sausage roll before walking to the clinic.

The day had begun, traffic was thinning out. A dust cart was doing the bins as I walked along.

Up the stairs and into the chair where she assessed my feet. Applied a dressing to a wound I got from Cyprus, caused by socks. Don't ask. Nails trimmed, skin sanded down and cream applied.

I walk back to the car and am home in ten minutes, as Jools is off out, also to Deal for a walk and to take a friend for a coffee.

So I was home alone. Have breakfast, fill the feeders and watch videos.

The morning ticks by.

There is more sorting of stuff to do. Two more boxes of books and photos brought down from the loft, so I spend the afternoon filling the family albums with more shots. Most doubles, I'm sure, but I lost the will to check.

Only I will ever look at these albums, and I am doing them so if the family are looking down, I might not visit their graves often, I have sorted out their memories and photographs.

That done I cook dinner.

Which we eat listening to Desert Island Discs, which passes an hour until the afternoon becomes early evening and its time to feed the cats and wash up.

No football to watch.

Oh noes.

So, Jools goes out to visit her brother, and I stay in and watch some science stuff about Jupiter.

As you do.