Thursday, and I wake to a partner looking for her work security pass as she is going into work. The pass is found and she goes to work. I get up and have coffee and breakfast with my morning meds. I potter about for a bit and then retreat to the Shed to write a letter and sort through my correspondence. My daughter goes to the doctor with a sore throat and returns having been told there were not enough doctors to see her and to return later in the day.

I make myself lunch and put the evening meal in the crockpot before returning to the Shed. I am preparing a list of contacts to go alongside my Will and other papers. I continue to tidy up my correspondence and then I walk over to the post office to post my letter. It’s time to check the hedgehog feeding station. It appears the food has gone so I refill the food bowls and put fresh water out for the hog. I rejig the anti-cat defences but do not have time to check the garden camera. An old colleague calls me, and I get to speak to old colleagues on speaker phone. It was a nice surprise and good to her them again. My daughter returns from the doctors with a diagnosis of laryngitis. The garden guy arrives so I make him coffee and talk about work. As I finish the chat my partner returns home.

The evening begins and straight after our meal my partner goes for her singing lesson. I watch a rugby match on TV. The rest of the evening is taken by TV before I take my night meds and go to bed, still hoping that my cold symptoms will abate enough for me to train soon.