Back at it on the rower after two days of not doing it.
Bit too late to achieve a "beach body' for our holiday, but no reason to quit.
Seeing it so empty was quite emotional for me, and my sister, Sarah, has been emotional doing the hard graft of emptying it. I've not been physically capable and Vic said she would not know what to keep or throw (she's done a lot of dumpit/charity runs)
Tuesday
Last of the stuff has gone from Mum & Dad's and it's going on the market next week.
Wednesday
Lazy day. Was going to do a radio show but other commitments prevented that.
Thursday
New, smaller bag came today for the holiday.
Got a new rucksack and messenger type bag already, but fancied something a bit smaller still, just for my wallet, headphones etc.
Other than that, nothing to say as going back to bed, don't feel too great.
Friday
Feeling much better, sun is back out, looking forward to the weekend.
Looking forward to next weekend more, as we're now into single figures until we go away.
Today marks twelve months since I had my catheter removed. Painful and joyful at the same time.
Saturday
It's my birthday and I'll do fuck all of I want to.
Vic went to the butty shop and got me a Spam & egg. Got a card and two bottles of 0.0% Heineken from the wumps, a card and a bar of chocolate from Vic (real present on order) and free reign for a lazy day.
What more can a 56yr old ask for?
Sunday
Dang it's hot. Far too hot for me.
Yes, the irony of me complaining when we go to Crete in a week. Vic is loving it, she's slathered in Mozola and laying in the back garden.
Watched the final day of the EPL. Sadly we already knew Arsenal won, even sadder, Spurs stayed up
Bolton won the League One play off.
Bow just Salford and Notts County to see who we get to play next season.
Signing off
TTFN
Sime.
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