… excellent night’s sleep last night. A reasonably-early night, out like a light until rhe alarm went off. I could have slept through an earthquake.
I was on my travels too during the night on a journey that went on and on and on. I can’t remember all that much of it but one part that does stick in my mind was my mate Terry, who is a big sportsman, wanting to lay all kinds of sports and sending his daughter off to knock on people’s doors to ask them if they fancied a game of something. But it was always Jo who ended up playing, and Terry was out of luck.
I was up and about before the alarm stopped ringing and had a nice leisurely breakfast. Then I carried on with what I was doing yesterday.
This afternoon, I finally found some of my missing motivation an restarted the radio work. But Rosemary phoned up for a chat and knocked me out of my stride.
I’ll have to do much better than this tomorrow.
