Spent the morning and early afternoon getting caught up on correspondence: cheque to MCS for the gaudy on 15th October, writing to Specsavers to cancel the Direct Debit arrangement for contact lenses (I seem to have 120 days worth in hand: as I only wear them two or three times a week, this will last for the best part of a year!), sick-note to work, and electoral registration. this last is now available on-line – hooray!
I had a further go at the Disability Living Allowance application form, as I hope to discuss it with Anne next week: she’s going to try to get the up-to-date list of points for it. Writing down the changes I’ve made in the way I live makes it all sound so much worse than it actually feels when I’m living it … until I started really thinking it through, I hadn’t realised just how much my day-to-day life has changed: simple things like always being within arm’s reach of a wall or furniture, in case I stumble. I guess they’ve pretty much become automatic by now!
I also sorted out my movements for the weekend; Tony is around, so I’m meeting him at 1005 on Saturday at Brundall station, and he’ll drop me off in Stalham at the boatyard to meet the others at around 1345 -1400 ish. It will be excellent to see him: as I didn’t go to the 525th anniversary dinner, and we didn’t meet up for a cricket game this year, I haven’t seen him since Christmas.
Also had a phone call from CW, who I haven’t seen for just over a year! I know it’s silly, as she only lives 100 yards from my Mum, but things are always so rushed when I go home (because I only stay one night, mainly because I can’t carry enough for any longer). She is coming up for a visit on Monday 5th September – which I’m really looking forward to. So that’s two of my oldest friends that I’ll be seeing within the next fortnight.
Gas ran out or meter gave up midafternoon – bugger. I put £20 on the card and stuck it in, but the meter is still displaying a stubborn blank. No time to report it and hang about for an engineer as I was going out, so it will have to wait until tomorrow – shaved etc in water from kettle.
I’d been due to meet Oli & Sean in Trafalgar Square at 1900h, but it was a damp day. Oli rang me mid-afternoon and we agreed to meet in Starbucks Leicester Square at 1830 instead, both arriving just about dead-on 1830. Oli was looking particularly well. Text from Sean saying he was running a little late: Oli texted him back saying where we were, and he joined us just after 1900h. After the usual discussion of options Sean proved keen to go to Wagammama, so we did. A very pleasant meal, seated in the low bit at the back, which was marginally less noisy than the main part … although I was still struggling to hear quite a lot of the time. However, it apparently didn’t show, and the lighting was good, which always helps.
As always, a very pleasant evening with these two guys – it’s a very good grouping. Oli stayed out later than normal … I walked up to Warren Street tube as my back need a break from 2 hours sitting, getting there around 2200h (Oli & Sean caught the tube from Tottenham Court Road).
Home to a surprisingly warm flat, but of course no hot water for a bath. Feeling very good – rather stiff, but little pain. Maybe I’m finally over the problems of the past ten days … although going away, especially to go boating in damp conditions – may not be the wisest possible thing to do. Last year was OK, but the weather was a lot better. However, I’m determined to keep pushing myself, and not give way to doing nothing at all.