Stay awake, don't nod and dream

Poor Lorraine's Sunday started with me raging after weighing myself and finding, inexplicably, that after plenty of exercise, and moderated eating and drinking. I seem to have added weight. A later post-raging breakfast with Lorraine. I finished reading Peter Daniels book Old Men, which I enjoyed, and selected the poems and so on for the interview.  

Then Morrisons to get our food and Pat and Maureen's stuff. Then after I dropped their food off  Lorraine drove us all home. Beth arrived soon too. 

I went to the gym, and hair shirting it, pushed myself vindictively. 

Then home, and helped Lorraine prepare food etc. for roast Sunday chicken dinner with Pat and Maureen, and Beth and James. I had very controlled portions of roast chicken etc. We sat at the table and all played a game of UNO which was fun. 

Then Lorraine produced a sensational hazelnut frangipane and pear tart, which I had to have two pieces of. 

Nice to see James, who I'd not seen for a bit. After dinner we watched a bit of Mary Poppins. A scene I can't remember having seen before, of Mary Poppins sending the children to sleep by singing:

Stay awake don't rest your head
Don't lie down upon your bed
While the moon drifts in the skies
Stay awake don't close your eyes

Though the world is fast asleep
Though your pillow soft and deep
You're not sleepy as you seem
Stay awake, don't nod and dream
Stay awake, don't nod and dream

I surprised myself by finding this oddly moving.

Then James and Beth drove off with Pat and Maureen, and Lorraine and I watched a bit of TV and drank another glass of wine to completely confound my good intentions. And so to bed.