CYCLE 6 DAY 3

I was woken up to be told it was nearly seven thirty and as I said I would leave for London at 8 o’clock things were going to be tight. Helpfully my partner put out my self stab stick to warm from the fridge as my eldest daughter made me coffee. This gave me time to check e-mails, WhatsApp and Amazon. So up and in to a quick self stabbing noting that I am short on elastoplasts and then dress for travel. I down a coffee and the last piece of toast and we load up the car.

 Finally we get under way and get petrol, wine gums and red bull, my standard driving companions. Then it was a flog down the motorways. It was a reasonable drive, the usual slow parts due to road works, but at least we never came to a standstill. Therefore a good journey. We arrived in London at my sister at 11 0’clock and found a parking space close by. We were treated to coffee and warm mince pies and exchanged gift bags and packages while we chatted about a range of things, like relatives and the state of the world. My sister has decide to come up to Leicester for the civil partnership ceremony on the 24^th so we sorted out some of the arrangements for that. I got ready to leave and loaded the car with its returning parcels and waved good bye to my sister and my daughter who is staying overnight prior to a meeting in London on Friday.

I found my way to the M4 just as it started to drizzle, from then on the rain just got worse and driving was a miserable experience. By the time I got to junction 21 for the M1 I missed it due to focussing on not running up the back of the other traffic in the rain and spray. So off at J22 and round St Albans bye pass to get back to the M1, getting beeped along the way as I tried to find the right lane to get me to the motorway. The rain just got worse as I headed north but I think I have an inbuilt sense of north now.

Getting near to Leicester I decide that I will eat at the gym before I do any exercise and head in that direction. A jacket potato and tuna later eaten while completing the crosswords and all thoughts of exercise were out of the window, I was more tired than I realised.

 I got home and started to clear up and attend to one or two chores related to Christmas and the 24^th ceremony before my partner retuned home. I also sorted the post which contained a nice pair of socks from a friend and colleague from my York days. My partner arrived on time as tonight her singing teacher comes to give her her lesson so we need to eat and get ready. Tonight this means getting the Christmas decoration storage boxes back in the loft and the kitchen into some sort of shape. In the midst of this Mr Amazon delivered more boxes. I still have yet to get one that sings to me. I also get a message to say that my pre Christmas present of bath bombs to another of my friends in York has arrived and is being used as intended. By the time my partner and I have got the place more or less straight, had time to get irritated with each other and generally niggle the singing teacher turns up. There is much hunting for gin and something to mix it with before the singing starts. Is it me or does it sound better tonight, perhaps the gin helps.

 So I take the opportunity to write the blog and plan an early night. Tomorrow is my last chance to do unaccompanied Christmas last minute shopping and to wrap in secret. It is beginning to feel Christmassy. Not an exciting day but one where I kept doing stuff and tomorrow I can go to the gym and continue to drive the poison out of me.