Poking my nose outside

Improving today, with an accompanying antsy feeling. Lorriane lagging behind a little. Another blood oxygen test. Both of us in the pink. Chatted to Mum. Anton called too.

I finished Virginia Woolf's memoir Sketch of the Past, interesting in all kinds of ways, but an incomplete account of her life of course, but interesting to me because of childhood memories.

An actual short walk this afternoon. Down to the sea, which was wild and grey.  Felt a bit sore in the lung department, but otherwise okay. But ran out of gas quite soon.The view down Edinburgh road, which is not far from us. Windy and bracing.