Tuesday and its throwing it down, welcome to winter. Time for muesli and coffee and then I potter, including putting a meal into the Croc Pot to be ready for the evening. I do some evidence reviewing before I attend a Teams meeting at midday. It is a useful meeting and I come away with some issues to check on tomorrows meeting. Lunch is a bacon bagel and then my partner and I drive over to see her mother and deliver some bottled water. We chat for a while and sort out one or two things before leaving her with her carer. We drive back to Leicester and go to the gym. I train for an hour on a cross trainer managing to shed 714 calories. A quick shower post session and we drive home to the Croc Pot creation to sustain us. The evening is taken up with a combination of football and Shetland before I write the blog. Its been one of those beige days, flat, safe, unremarkable, a jog through mediocrity of living. Yet ticking away in the background is a clock that makes everything important and all the people I am connected to special. The invisible makes its presence felt by what it effects, like dark energy and matter in space.