Friday and I wake up after a reasonable nights sleep to find my partner going to aqua aerobics and my eldest daughter going to Norwich for a weekend party. I finally get up, make breakfast and take my morning meds before settling down to read emails and send messages. I am feeling pretty spent already but go for a walk around the house to get me moving. I Am back on the sofa quite soon and find myself watching the Iranian war coverage. Its depressing but not actually that informative, there is little detail to make sense of what is going on. There is supposed to be devastation but it appears that huge amounts of infrastructure is standing and there is little evidence of military eradication. Perhaps I am too picky and want more from my war coverage.
My partner returns from the gym and joins me. In the afternoon I read my new book that arrived yesterday. It is H for Hawk, a true account of how a woman overcame her grief for her father by buying and training a Goshawk. She had been a falconer before and decided to take on the challenge of a Goshawk as a way to deal with her grief. It is a fascinating book as there is a lot about the history of falconry and the language that goes with it. It is a good read and I am looking forward to completing the book. I am intrigued to see if the Goshawk turns out to be as difficult to train as the book suggests they are. In the meantime my partner is busy dealing with the need to find a new carer for her mother as one of the regular team has suddenly become unavailable. It is a difficult time.
The evening arrives I eat tea and my partner and I watch an international rugby match. Ireland get the better of an improving Wales. I am tired and have no energy left so take my night meds and go to bed. All I hope is that gradually I recover some energy, at least enough for my trip to the chiropodist on Monday.
Saturday and I wake up cold and not sure how I am. My partner and I lay in and drink warm drinks and assess where we are. Eventually we get up for breakfast and after, I start to catch up with the blog. This is a busy sporting weekend, England women’s football team play a world cup qualifier and there are two international rugby games. So for the afternoon I am going to be occupied. Before that I shall be messaging my son and his partner explaining way I am not going to be able to attend their wedding later in the month.
The day sees England beat Iceland in women’s football, Scotland beat France by a record score and England get beaten by Italy in the rugby. A day of surprises ends in chicken curry and an evening of Brokenwood Mysteries followed by night meds and bed.
