Thursday the 28th of October will always be a special day. The day my youngest daughter and her partner took possession of the keys to their first house. Its one of those proud parent moments with the thought that they are embarking on creating heir own home in their space in the world.

The only other things of note were a trip to the gym for a cross training session, so I keep my training going, and an unplanned trip to collect my eldest daughter from circus school when her taxi app would not accept her bank card. There was of course a work meeting in the morning but that was mundane.

Friday morning is all work admin, and tidying the kitchen before my scheduled lunch time work meeting. The work out of the way I go to the shed to write letters. A quick trip to the post box in the rain and then its time to go to the gym again. Its a tough session due to my fatigue but I am in for a surprise. Out of the shower and into the club lounge to find it full of children doing Halloween crap and their parents cluttering up all the available seats. We are out of there as quickly as possible and home to watch rugby and eat an Indian takeaway. I’m tired and write this brief blog with some multi martial arts bouts going on in the background on TV. It seems to be that many of my friends are having hard times one way and another. COVID is a persistent beast that saps the energy and it is difficult to keep taking care of yourself.