Friday and unusually a part work day. I get a bacon bagel and a coffee and ring the dishwasher mending company to ask if they got my booking on line. An apologetic receptionist tells me that the website is creating problems and takes my details to check their system. I’m not on it. She apologies and takes my booking. A few minutes later Chris rings me, the engineer, he’s busy today and away over the weekend so do I want him to refer me back to the company. We talk about how Daisy Dishwasher is and he seems to be aware of what the problem is likely to be. I decide that as having no dishwasher is not life threatening I agree to a Tuesday appointment. Once off the phone I surf the net fro information about rod use when sealing a bath. I discover that a “rod” in this context is a foam filling rod used to back sealant when the gap to be sealed is large. I hunt for the rods I need and to my surprise find them Amazon and available to be delivered tomorrow. I order the rods I need and tick them off my materials list. Having completed this task I gather some information and get ready for my meeting at 11 o’clock. I Also book a ticket for a conversation with Irvine Yalom my existential and group therapy hero. Its on May the 11th in the evening for an hour and a half with access to the video for some time afterwards. I recommend it. On cue I log on to my zoom meeting and have a useful conversation with one of the managers I support. Work is moving into a new phase and these conversations are really useful to keep in touch with how services are moving out of COVID restrictions. I come away and find that the information I had just discussed had come through so now the new work will start to come through.

I take a call from a friend and chat for a while and then go to the shed for a while. I write a letter and use my last stamp, always a tricky moment. Another friend calls me as I write so I have little time to finish the letter before I take my eldest daughter to her circus skills class. Its a relatively short drive away, and once I have dropped her off I head for the local do it yourself stores. I search both stores for a particular splash guards to use on the bath but neither of them stock what I need so I confine myself to buying the sealant that I need. This has taken a lot of time and I make it to my home village post box just in time to press my letter into the letter collectors hands, after which I pop into the post office and renew my stamp stock. I am about to drive off but realise two of my nieces have followed me out of the post office. We have a brief chat at a socially distanced distance and catch up with family news. We agree that it would be nice to have a family day in the summer to catch up and celebrate all the things the family have missed over the last thirteen months.

I get home and settle into my evening of tea followed by a cracking rugby match where Leicester Tigers clawed their way back to win a semi final which takes them to a Twickenham final. This was followed by a world boxing bout while I write the blog. My weekend is going to have the added pleasure of the company of my youngest daughter while I reseal the bath once my “rods” arrive.