Monday 25th Feb

After much prevaricating on my part, at least that’s how Mrs P sees it. I personally like to call it strategic planning. I have finally got to the point when I’m going to re-decorate the lounge. Problem is we have a fallen floor in the corner that needs levelling, rotted skirting boards to replace, bricks in the wall to be removed to fit an air brick, plus painting and wallpapering. Still you have to start somewhere so I’ve had to agree Friday for wallpaper stripping. It’s always nice to have something to look forward to.

The eldest had to go into school for an extra rehearsal for a show she’s part of, and in a moment of weakness I agreed that she could drive. First time on the roads proper, with me, during the daytime. She told me her instructor said she was alright turning left, which was mostly what we had to do. Unfortunately the last turn was a right turn. Did she slow down enough, no, did she change down in time, no, did she get round the corner, yes she did. Was I shaking, well only slightly!

As I am not a fan of exercise, though I am happy to walk, I felt I should make an effort to do something, and so went back to 5-a-side football last night. It’s something I’ve done for the last couple of years, but not since before Christmas. Well it was a mighty cold night, and nearer 11-a-side than 5, but on a big pitch, allowing plenty of room. Good to see familiar faces I only ever see at football, and entertaining to see the guys who turn up every week and moan about the same things are still there. Why when it’s meant to be for fun do people constantly complain, and yet still continue to turn up? Is it just in their DNA? It’ll be interesting to see how much I ache tomorrow morning.

Yours slightly shaken

Jay