Aches and a good book ... Monday 7th Oct

It could be a sign of age, but I seem to go from one ache or pain to another at the moment. The latest is my leg, caused by a combination of being kicked at football last week, and pounding the streets delivering Electoral Register letters. Mrs P and I did a chunk of the deliveries on Saturday, and I could hardly walk afterwards. I had yesterday off, and today I have about two hours of deliveries left to do. I take to the streets gingerly and get through with a modicum of discomfort. Football is definitely off the agenda tonight.

I picked up a book at the library last week. It’s the new Jo Nesbo thriller. I’ve read his others and have got straight into this one. A nice 500 pages in length. It’s strange but when I’ve got a good book on the go I forget about the television. My time is spent working out, how I can grab time, to get on with my book. Time I might have spent doing anything else, gets diverted to the book. The way I know I’m enjoying a book is when, just before putting my light out at night, I skip forward to see what is going to happen next. It is a really annoying habit, as it means I spend the first twenty minutes the next time I read, covering what I’ve already skimmed through. But for some reason it’s a habit I really struggle to break. The other downside of reading a great book is the sense of loss when you have finished it. Suddenly you have all this spare time. Back to the house husbandry I guess.

Yours reading.

Jay