Wednesday, 11 November 2026

Tuesday 10th November 2026

Back in the jugg agane!

Yes, Tuesday means getting up at five, and being out of the house by ten to six, all ready for fifty minutes of huffing and puffing.

I was awake at twenty past four, so time to wake up, and leap out of bed at five to five, all ready for the rush of getting ready.

It has been a grey and murky few days, with only light winds to move the murk onwards, which it hasn't.

It was still dark when I climbed into the car for the drive to Whitfeld, getting stuck behind a lady driver who didn't like to use her indicators and go down one way streets the wrong way.

Still, I arrived safe, and just as the doors were opened, so up stairs and on the bike to peddle.

The aches in my legs had eased, though the last ten minutes were a struggle, I push through to finish, and rind Roy, a friend of someone who attends one of Jools's classes on the bike beside me, and it was a question of what will he complain about today.

He does two hours; an hour on the bike and an hour on the cross-trainer, and he has been advised to do interval training.

Anyway, I make small talk and leave. Going home via the pumps at Tesco to fill up, then home so Jools could go to her class.

Back home sunrise had passed, but the day was damp and grey once again. I filled the feeders, and then drank the brew Jools had made me, though too cold and damp to site outside now.

Sadly.

It did brighten up later, bright enough to take some snaps in the garden, and for there to be some punchy colour in the few flowers blooming. Though there were bees about feeding from when I got home at ten past seven.

Three hundred and fourteen I have a shower, and put on some clean clothes, feeling better.

Not much planned for the day, so I prepared chorizo hash for lunch, or at least cube the potatoes and let them soak in water for 90 minutes to get rid of the starch, so that once boiled and friend, they'd be crispy.

Up the garden path We eat just after one, ad then the afternoon stretched out before us. So, Jools went to the cinema, while I stayed home to sit with the cats and watch Sky at Night. I lost almost all interest in cinema, TV drama or films in general some twenty yeas ago, and apart from a few weeks at the start of lockdown, never really tried to watch much. We have watched the first two Dune films, and I note the third is out next month, so maybe I'll go to that.

Maybe.

For the evening there was cup football. Lower league cup football: Oxford v Cheltenham, which was a derby. Of sorts.

Though there were hardly any fans in the stands the other side of the pitch, and when I listened to the game, all you could hear were the players.

Ended 3-0 to Oxford, but I went to bed once the third went in.

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