under another sun

Felt significantly improved, after a good night's sleep. Have more energy, and the gloom with this bug has also lifted. Managed a walk this morning, walking into town with Lorraine, who had to collect antibiotics for Pat. I went on to walk along by the sea, which was lovely and enlivening. Dramatic skies, and I snapped the shot below of some hardy swimmers clambering out of the sea after being in the little sauna on the seafront.  Spoke to Anton and Mum. Home and having finished my Arthur Machen book, took delivery of another one, The Great God Pan and Other Horror Stories, published by Oxford Classics. There is some duplication, of stories with the other anthology, but this has some key stories Penguin's  The White People didn't contain.  Also delivered were new walking boots, again I used Chat GPT to request the best walking boots for people with overpronation, and it suggested a reasonably priced pair from Merrell, who I've had two lots of shoes from before. But the...

So after having taken horsepills yesterday, I had a night with no pain. A dramatic change just after two big doses of antibiotics. I am not sure if this is just a coincidence. The pill add to the comprehensively washed-outness and make the edges of my hands and forearms tingle but this is a tradeoff worth having. The absence of pain is a wonderful thing, as it can be draining in itself. Agreed to do a two hour job for the Germans next week, apart from that I am taking on nothing. I need to regroup. Forced myself to go for an  hour or so's walk and read more of my Gustav Meyrink book. And began editing my interview with Janet Sutherland with a sense of purpose.  Evening involved a takeaway from Red Chillies, I however opted for mildly spiced food.