Saturday and I am awake quite early, my partner already up. There is time to take my vitals, once again all good, before a shared breakfast. The post arrives and in it is another letter from the cardiac consultant who is responding to my oncologist. Apparently the cardio consultant agrees with my oncology consultant in that he can see no reason why I was given a diagnosis of angina when I was admitted to hospital. On the end of the letter is a note addressed to me telling mem I have a strong and healthy heart! This is really good news and means I can think about pushing myself some more.

My partner goes to the gym and I head for the garden. I spend a lot of time putting in new support poles for the new willow screen that I’ve put in. I move some things into the Shed to make room in the house and eventually I am through with the days garden chores. With a bit of breathing space I order a patio cleaning attachment for the new power washer and then settle down to read a friends PhD proposal. It is an ambitious proposal and I need time to think about it. A rugby match follows which is followed by tea and another game featuring my local team. As this plays out I draft the blog and look forward to catching up with Strictly.

My last tasks before I take myself to bed is to take my night meds and go round the house putting the manual clocks back an hour .Tonight I get an hours additional rest!