Getting some stuff done

A light supper of fruit and bread last night resulted in less disturbed sleep. I woke up feeling  refreshed with a clearer head. A pity it's such an overcast dull day outside. Clare went out early and bought fresh crispy croissants for breakfast - a change from Saturday pancakes, too much effort today. Anto sent photos from Ciudad Rodrigo on the Spanish-Portuguese border, where we visited in August. No doubt he will be able to tell us more about the history of the place when we next meet. It was too much to take in when we were having a guided tour of the village.

Kath is being marvellously helpful ordering me a new lazer printer cartridge on-line for me. My hand- eye coordination is improving, but I'm still slow at taking in visually complex sets of information on shopping websites. 

Kath and Owain have been preparing the way to register Lasting Power of Attorney on behalf of Clare and I, to help us manage our affairs as we become less capable of doing so for ourselves, and need trusted help to keep our lives in order. It's a clear and straightforward process, but it seems more complex through the brain fog. It must be done however to prevent the slide into chaos that follows from a stroke.

Garlic prawns with brown rice, broccoli and carrots for lunch, then a siesta. At four, Clare Kath and I went for a walk around Llandaff Fields. The park's two crab apple trees are full of red fruit that look like giant cherries. We stopped and picked half a kilo to make jelly with. Then we inspected the newly opened Padel Court and its cafe, branded the 'Square and Fair Lounge'. A bit odd really. I don't see what makes it into a lounge. I don't see any sumptuous sink-into arm chairs to relax into. 

Kath met her friend Emma as we were making our way out of the park. We left them to chat over a coffee and returned home as it was medication time. A light supper and a few quiet hours doing very little before heading for bed, apart from an episode of 'Inspector Gerri' on Channel Four Walter Presents. 

I want to go to church tomorrow, even if it is more stimulating and stressful than being a spectator on-line. I so miss that sense of being part of the real live every day worshipping community, the Body of Christ.