Monday and it is a fresh week and I wake determined to make a fresh effort. So there is a quick check of my vitals and I am out of bed having breakfast with my partner. My partner goes off to do her thing and I set about recycling a load of stuff that has been jettisoned from a cupboard clear out. With that done and morning meds taken I drive off to my local Halfords to buy new windscreen wipers for the car. On a whim I ask if some one could fit them for me. Yes they have some one who can do that adn I am quizzed as to whether I am a Halfords Motor club member. I instinctively answer yes and give the guy my email address. It turns out I am a member and have a five pound off voucher to come of the cost of my purchase and a free 10 point vehicle check owing to me. I tell the guy I’ll have the lot and go and pull my car under their awning just as it throws it down with hail! The poor bastard who had to do the fixing and the checks was not amused. My car passed all its checks and got its washer bottle topped up for free. I drove off with my new wipers working a treat and Reginald my new blue lizard air freshener clinging to the windscreen.
Once home I retrieved the garden camera and started the lengthy and laborious job of going through the the captures one by one to see what has been found. Its dull most of the time as it tends to go, pigeon, pidgeons, black bird, pidgeons, more pidgeons, squirrel, cat, pidgeon, pidgeon, cat, squirrel. What I am hoping for is a glimpse of hedgehog as just before hibernation time I buried a dead one in the back garden and not seen one since. I fear there may not be hedgehogs in our garden any more. Suddenly there it is, hedgehog, looking bright and perky and strolling around. I am so pleased to have a hedgehog back in the garden. The hedgehog appears on a couple of nights as does a small fox but not together.
Before I can finish my perusal of the captures Tesco arrives and its a well organised running of the trays and unloading in the kitchen that takes place. Just as I am putting away the last of the weeks goodie my partner returns. The last of the order is squirreled away and I return to viewing the garden camera captures. So feeling pleased my partner and I go and indulge in a snack and a drive down the road from us. We chat about odd things but agree that we need to shift our Tesco order to Tuesdays as it fits in with our routine better. Once returned home I start to draft the blog.
The early evening skies clear and although still windy the day brightens up. I am suddenly tired and return to reading my Italo Calvino books. We eat tea and ring my eldest daughter for a chat. I had not long finished chatting when the Americans ring up and ask for the code to get into the Amazon publishing account. On checking my phone I find the code there and pass it one. I settle back to watching Traces on i-player until I get an email saying my latest collection, The Travelling Years has been put up on the Amazon platform, of course I immediately go into Amazon and see if it there and sure enough the Kindle version is available and that the paper back is in review, which means it will become available over the next couple of days. Apparently it will appear on my IngramSpark account soon as well, which is an American platform. I am really chuffed and once again cannot wait till I get physical book in my hands.
The end of the evening comes around and I take my evening chemo meds, update the draft blog and get myself to bed as tomorrow I am meeting a friend for coffee, or in my case hot water and a bacon roll.
