Wednesday and I wake to the sound of the house at work, I go through my getting up rituals, vitals of course get done and are good. I spend time checking my tine table up to Christmas and working out what I need to do when, some of my to do list has gaps which I need to think about. With the morning gone I go to the village pub with my eldest daughter for brunch, where we chat and enjoy the emptiness of the place. Having eaten well we return home via the co-op for a paper.

My partner goes to see her mother taking my new power cleaner with her so that the handy man at her mothers can power wash her patio. I settle down to check what has arrived for birthdays and Christmas and begin to wrap some things. It goes quite well but I am still waiting for my bespoke cards and wrapping paper. Its an exercise that makes me recognise the shopping still to be done, so over the next few days I shall be topping up and badgering people about what they want. Finally I can do no more and settle down to draft the blog and prepare for this evenings football match and Shetland of course. Tomorrow must be a training day and a further Christmas organising day. With December close its time to get the cards written. I might even write a Christmas letter, I shall see if I can be inspired to write an upbeat one that indicates we are all still alive and kicking even though there have been some things that definitely did not bring the family joy.