Sunday and I wake up feeling very chemo’d, fatigued and listless. It is my last day of being 77, new things await me. I get up and have breakfast before my partner goes to see her mother in the care home. I crack on and clear the kitchen and put my washing away. I also sort out my T shirt collection and tidy up my clothes shelves.

I spend time on the garden swing seat reading a new book and generally lazing. I spend a lot of time in the back room reading and resting before finally giving in and watching some tennis. The evening arrives as does an evening meal before watching Norway beat Brazil in the world cup and of course a Tesco delivery. There is more Shades of Blue to watch before the 1am kick off of England v Mexico. However the kick off is delayed by an hour so I slide into my 78th year waiting for the match. My partner goes to bed and I draft the blog waiting for the game. Night meds are done all I need to do is stay awake.