No ideas

A better night's sleep, with fewer coughing fits. Took myself to my desk optimistically, but had no ideas. I walked for a while by the sea, and finished the BBC Radio version of I Claudius. It ends with Claudius is fed a dish of poisoned mushrooms. He was succeeded by Nero.  I began listening to The Inklings by Humphrey Carpenter,  C.S. Lewis and Tolkien are familiar territory for me but I suspect I they would have been insufferable in real life.  

I am about to buy Mum a new phone, have been looking at straightforward ones that text and call without being bogged down with apps. Checked that this is what is needed. 

Lorraine took Maureen to get her knees injected. Then had to return as Pat was unwell. In the evening she zoomed off to do a pottery course, I stayed at home, and listened to jazz. She had great fun there, which is excellent.

A part of the skateboard area in the Salts.