Nine Feet Underground

Another day, another walk.  I'm always trying new things to see if I can change for the better.  I'm experimenting with a protein-based breakfast. Allegedly you feel fuller for longer and don't need to eat snacks, which are my downfall.  So far, the experiment is working.  I can happily wait until at least two in the afternoon before I feel the need to eat again, based on having breakfast between eight-thirty and nine. More news from the from the frontiers of science.  I am now mu own guinea pig. Squeaker to be installed at a later date. On this day in 1939, James Joyce's most excellent novel, 'Finnegans Wake' was published.  Work has been today's focus along with the (brief) return of son #3 to vote and the return of son #1, who also voted, but is staying. There are plans under way for Sunday. Watch this space. This week's Idler chat is with the 'natural navigator', Tristan Gooley . Tonight he'll be talking about trees. I'm wondering wha...

I don't think I am going to have much to say about today.  It's looking like it will turn out to be a day on which very little happens. It's the lesser day to Joseph Heller's slightly more excitingly titled novel, 'Something Happens' I finish writing a letter and post it. I do some washing. After lunch I go for my longest walk since my operation, a walk that lasts almost 30 minutes. No sign of the previous abdominal pain experienced after being upright that long, so it does seem like the hernia is repairing well, if not yet fully fixed and ready for serious exercise. There is one downside, however: because I've not been getting the exercise I should have, especially post-operation, my left knee is complaining about the extra walking it's no longer used to.  Gonna have to walk a lot more to get all the moving parts fully operational again. This evening marks the return of the Idler drinks with the start of its summer season being kicked off by Michael Pal...