On a beautiful but cold Sunday morning I'm to be found at home listening to The Marriage of Figaro. About to start reading a new book. And a half shoulder of lamb prepared for the oven.
But not all is well. My Monday had to be re-arranged due to some IT update that I didn't understand. IT may be easy for some people but not for me. Might be more helpful to explain to an idiot rather than patronise as if I am an idiot.
With no working phone or laptop to guide me to a place I haven't visited for more than six years a friend had kindly offered to pick me up and drive.
Sunday morning that plan is in tatters as it now transpires I have occupational health tomorrow which clashes. So had to postpone IT via my manager. God knows how I'll get there another day as my friend is busy next week.
Yet it doesn't stop there. Horrific nightmares drove me out of bed early on the day I get an extra hour in bed. Split contact lense, anxiety, and generally nothing has gone right today.
Let us hope the roast lamb rescues the day. My friends Adam and Mel are coming over. Roast lamb, roast potatoes and carrots, sprouts, cavalo nero and cauliflower, gravy, mint sauce and a bottle of Chianti.
I Heard a Voice.
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