Nine Feet Underground

Global jetsetter that I am, this morning I wake up in Liverpool.  I won't be staying long, though, as I must drive south for the winter. I enjoyed a nice breakfast with Q then loaded my overnight stuff into the car.   Time to head for home via the petrol station. I'm back, late afternoon, after a reasonable journey give or take the odd problem on the motorway.  Accompanying my journey were Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds ('Murder Ballads'), Peter Hammill and more. Deep joy! E was asleep when I arrived but woke up as I was sorting stuff out.  She seems unchanged and as I left her.  I said hello and talked to her about my stay in Cornwall at a school friend's house. One day all worlds will be one world. Intersection to union of all sets. We sat and ate together watching another episode of MAFSA together.  The boys are gradually getting drawn into it. Another chat with Q, before heading for sleep. Peter Hammill / 'Nobody's Business' / 'Nadir's Big Cha...

Started the day with a run.  Not very far, just enough to get warmed up and aerobic. It's part of a plan to return to running by making time to run a little most days (at least every other day) on the basis that it's better to do some running than none, because it's hard to find time for a longer run.  With determination I should be able to build back up and, to be honest, it's the way you should do it rather than my normal 'bull at a gate, must run further straight away otherwise it's not good enough' approach that I normally beat myself up over. As things stand I have a little more time / flexibility since yesterday. It's my 'big' sister's birthday today - hopefully she'll have received the card and present and I'll speak to her later. Guess she'll not be going out to celebrate, so there's a good chance she'll be home when I ring.😉 Planned to finish work early. Didn't. So much for the flexibility. I have a glas...