Tea and Eccles Cake

Went to the hospital, as you know, returned and blogged, as you also know, made lunch and started to watch TV. Fell asleep. Woke. Collected post of a neighbour who is away for the week. Wrote. Stared into nothingness . . .

Normally Julia comes home about 4am. She is either here when I return, or arrives soon after. Either way, the day seems brighter and we have tea and a snack and watch TV and she tells me I need to exercise, stop snoring or declutter. Feel free to add to the list as you recall other things I have been told to do over the years. It’s not living life in the fast lane, but it suits me and gives the day some shape.

Fortunately, though food seems less important now I only have myself to cook for, and TV has less charm when sitting on my own, I can still write.

I recently started on September’s Numismatic Society talk, and I have a couple of other projects (including the articles for the Numismatic Society Facebook page) so I am being kept busy. Of course, I am always busy when I need to avoid doing something, and there is always a question when I’m writing. Am I writing because I like writing, or am I using it as a displacement activity to avoid something else?

Botham’s Whitby

One day I will examine that question in greater detail, but until I get round to writing my masterpiece on procrastination, this is as far as it goes. Now it’s time to eat. I ordered for two last week when I shopped and there is only one of me. The soup plan is now mushroom and thyme, because I have too many mushrooms. However, tonight it is going to be avocado, because I have also got too many avocadoes. We didn’t have them on Monday as planned, and I also ordered another two. Yes, that’s four avocadoes and as I’m not confident about turning them into soup it looks like I’ll be eating healthily for the next few days.

Photographs will be something selected at random.

Coffee and cake