under another sun

A day of bits and pieces. Lorraine spoiling me with porridge and tea in bed. An early start this morning writing a new list. Later I went to see those running dogs of capitalism HSBC bank to provide some ID for an account with Robin, as filling an online form didn't work because I have moved address. The ID I took, a passport and a bank statement for Peter Kenny at Peter Kenny The Writer Ltd wasn't enough to convince them I was a criminal mastermind posing as Peter Kenny. Had to quell the urge to point out that only criminals in the room were the HSBC . Then off across the park in the sunshine to meet Janet, with whom I popped into the breast care clinic to be an extra pair of ears. This done, and a good prognosis for Janet obtained, we jumped into a cab for a cup of coffee back home at Janet and Ken's place. Returning home I popped into the friendly  ONCA gallery to see an exhibition called The Cancer Landscape to get material for another blog post . Finished We are al...

Lorraine up early, and brought me porridge and tea in bed. She is a most excellent wife. After getting up early I went to the gym again for the first time in months. So long in fact that the gym has been refurbished since I was last there. Only trundled for half an hour on the cross trainer, but felt good to be ignoring my unsmiling narcissistic compadres again. Listening today to my audiobook called We are all completely beside ourselves by Karen Fowler. A good read. Otherwise little to report. Finding focusing hard, and gripped by a sense of urgency, but not sure what to do first. I need a fresh list. A nice evening chatting with Betty and Lorraine.