Wednesday and I wake early after a reasonable nights sleep. Today “Bob” the tiler is due to arrive early so I take my vitals, which are good, and get up and dressed ready to make tea and engage in worker talk. I have my meds and clear the office so I can sweep the floor ready for its first coat of waterproofing. I have just about finished and waved my partner off to see her mother when “Bob” arrives. Tea is made, because every knows British work folk do not function with out tea, its part of being British. “Bob” sets to work on putting down the first layer of sealant. Its going to take two hour for it to dry, so “Bob” bobs off while it dries and says he will be back with the leveller in a couple of hours. If all goes to plan ( It won’t, when does it ever go to plan?) he should be back tomorrow to lay the tiles. I have breakfast and start to draft the blog before setting about the rest of my day. I check to see if anything has happened on the new poetry website that is being constructed for me but I find that nothing has been done, I fear that my web builder is not over her COVID yet.

“Bob” returns about 3 o’clock to put the leveler compound down in the office. It doesn’t take long and will dry over night meaning he can come back early tomorrow morning and lay the tiles. So far all is going well on this project. When “Bob” leaves I go for a shower and get ready for my evening out to see Vincent Simone’s Argentine Tango show. My partner drives us to the venue and I note how few people are in the bar. When we go into the auditorium it is only 70% full, clearly Tango is not Loughborough’s favourite firework night entertainment. The show itself was good and I managed not to succumb to the temptation of ice cream. Once home there were meds to take and then bed. My next and I think crucial set of bloods is due on Friday so apart from getting cranky I need to drink a lot of water, its all I think I can do apart from training.