All day languishing

Midnight passed and I was oblivious to festive fireworks and the world in general. I slept for over eleven hours, which my untrustworthy fitbit failed to record. I don't feel as bad as I did yesterday but still wobbly, and with my bowels working as created this poison is taking its leave of me. I just have to be patient with myself and keep resting.

I woke up at seven thirty and posted today's YouTube Morning Prayer link to WhatsApp before going for  breakfast. Then I spent the morning languishing in my armchair again. Clare was busy writing so I made lunch - prawns in a garlic white sauce with veggies. That consumed all my energy, but Clare came down and served the meal. Back to languishing until suppertime, and then the New Year's Day Concert from Vienna, which took place this morning, but a two hour edited version with additional ballet performances was screened internationally to fifty countries. This year celebrates the 200th anniversary of the birth of Strauss the Younger, so his music was highlighted. Also in the programme were a couple of numbers by a Viennese female composer, the first time ever. I don't recall the name and didn't recognise it. But it makes the point that there's a lot more good music composed by women which deserves performance. As ever the show was a joy to behold. Languishing became more tolerable for a couple of hours at least. Just as well I'm not well enough to feel bored.

The Archers was interesting tonight. It included mention of the Shipping Forecast on this centenary of its first daily broadcast. Radio Four's programme scheduling today has been full to excess with this all day, an expression of how important this daily  ritual weather recitation is to people all over Britain, Europe and all over the world. Also in this episode, Neil Carter reveals to his colleague that he was a foundling in foster homes until he was adopted at seven. It's a story he tells beautifully without self pity and with much wisdom. A complete surprise! He's one of the Ambridge elders, captain of the bell tower, church warden, and member of the village council, quiet, modest and self effacing. It's a gift to listeners full of insight.

My fitbit has been even more annoying today, refusing to sync properly needing a re-start and the app to be re-installed to work as designed. It's not good at managing disruption of activity pattern. Not a usefully clever as it likes to think it is. I won't be buying anything as fancy and expensive as this was if I got to the stage of throwing it away. Unreliable information is worth very little.