Back from the dead with a mission to disappoint

To the pharmacy first thing as I have an inflamed eye.  I stepped into the pharmacy, and immediately began a coughing fit to spread dismay. Walked home by the sea, which look, clean and beautiful. In the afternoon spoke to James our financial advisor. I never thought I'd have one of those but there you go. James, reflecting on the good performance of our investment, said saying the markets have learned how to accommodate Trump with the 'taco' doctrine. (taco=Trump Always Chickens Out as I learned in the Rest is Politics US.

A second walk down by the restoring sea. Bumped into Beth outside the nursery at three.  

Otherwise heard from Robin about arranging some recording. Felt guilty that all I've been dormant for the last three weeks. Chatted to Mum a couple of times who is worried about correspondence from the local authority, but can't find it to read it to me. Not much I can do about that at the moment.

Lorraine spends the day with Maureen. We watched more of Foundation, the TV series based on Asimov's stories. We're liking it.

At night, there was an email from Live Canon who, after almost three months, are back from the dead to tell me that I had not won the competition I had been shortlisted for.  Nice of them.