Sunday, a rest day but I am mildly surprised when I wake up at 11 o’clock. Clearly my body is telling me something. It takes two cups of coffee to get to functional and a bacon bagel cooked by my partner. I take my drugs and my first dose of prophylactic paracetamol before tomorrows injection. Eventually I come to my senses and get going. First there is a call to our youngest daughter who is recovering from a blown exhaust and a roof clean. My first chore is to fill the squirrel feeder and the bird seed dispenser. Then its the hoovering and the tidying of my “soffice” and the downstairs. The more I use the Henry the more I get used to it and appreciate its subtleties.

Rugby time is three o’clock and Ireland predictably beat Italy who end up playing with 12 men. Its a dissatisfying experience so I turn to upgrading Mondays Tesco order. It is becoming an interesting pastime trying to predict which items will not be available on the day. It has an interesting influence on the family diet over the week. Currently next week looks like a week of soup and cereals. With all these Sunday jobs done I settle to drafting todays blog. It is a rest day so not much is going to happen. The only thing that will happen in this evening will be the viewing of the last episode of Trigger Point and first instalment of the final Peaky Blinders series. Of course they are being aired at the same time so we will juggle the i player. There are the final episodes of Young Wallander to be viewed as well. So I admit tonight I will be a vegetable of the sofa kind. Tomorrow its an early start to get to the GP for my monthly injection, I’m hoping to just go to the gym to pump the stuff around my body. I like to think it helps but I think it might be the pull of the bacon and egg brioche roll. I need Shed time most of all but face a busy work week.