Saturday and I am up early to read Muriel Barbery’s The Life if Elves. I read and drink coffee until my partner gets up and we return to bed to read. Eventually we get up and have breakfast. I take my meds and find that I have come to the end of my course of antibiotics. I assume I am cured. I return to reading and finish my book. That is my fourth book this week.

There are things to do like fit a new windscreen wiper on the car, feed the hedgehog, fill the bird feeders and get the suitcases out. That takes me to the first semi-final of the world ice hockey championship. Finland beat the USA. Having seen the result my partner and I go to the garden centre and buy vegetables. While there we indulge in a late lunch scone and coffee during which the hotel we are booked into next week rang to ask me what our car registration is and what time we would like breakfast. Its a strange request to be asked when you are going to need breakfast for the next week. We plump for 9 o’clock. We drive home and I watch the second ice hockey semi final between Canada and Czech Republic. Canada come out on top 6 – 1, so the final will be a repeat of the last two finals, which stand at one a piece so it should be a good game tomorrow.

There is the odd chore to do like help put a new duvet cover on he bed, put my new book ends in the Shed before the evening meal. Its a heavy evening of European football final. Liverpool lose. Its time to draft the blog. Its been a day of contrasts, lovely book, nourishing, and self indulgent sport watching, which I think is my way of avoiding not training and the attendant fear of whether I will pass blood again. However I can feel myself getting fat which I can not tolerate so it is inevitable that I will train soon. Tomorrow is a packing day, a check the tyres day and most important of all, train the eldest daughter to feed the hedgehog day.