Monday, the partner has gone to work and I get up to a marmalade bagel and coffee. My eldest daughter is ensconced in her study so I head for the Shed and that’s where I stay all morning, writing letters. A friend calls and we talk about the various day to day things that make family life what it is. I have a training session to attend at one so I stop for chicken soup adn then log in. The session gives me the basics of what I need to know and at the end of the time I and a colleague take a bit of time to review the session and what it means to our role. Then we talk football, life and pensions.

I return to the Shed and complete my letters. I check the hedgehog’s canteen and top up the water bowl, before refilling the squirrel and bird feeders. By mid afternoon I’ve had enough and pack the Shed up and go to post my letters. From there I go to the village shop and by some basics before returning home. I agree to give my daughter a lift to her circus skills craft, where I wait for her to finish. I order Indian take away before setting off home. Once home we wait for food and Tesco. Thankfully food arrives first and we are able to eat before Tesco come knocking and I am amused by my surprise as I spot things I have forgotten to order. It gets packed away and we return to watching the Viking tosh that we are currently following. My interest is mostly in the hair braiding.

Whilst meandering through my day I check my emails and my messages in which there are reasons to be concerned. The waters are not smooth at the moment and there are things to be managed in the coming weeks and months. As usual the elephant gets eaten one bite at a time all that is required is direction and the will.