Finding my feet

Up having slept well in our own beds. Lorraine off to her personal trainer and then went to see Pat and Maureen. I phoned Mum, doing a smidge of writing, then going to the gym. A day of finding my feet again and deeply happy not to be on a train. Went to the doctor's surgery and booked a shingles jab, seeing as they are free for coves of my vintage.

Going to the gym was good, but generally my batteries are vey low at the moment. I did some shopping in Morrisons and cooked for Lorraine and I. A quiet night in. Toby called, and he and Romy are off to Japan shortly, and then to Bali.