Another grey rainy day after another night short of sleep. At least my sleep quality is better so I don't feel quite so bad when I get up. Clare's study group arrived for their session after breakfast, and I sat in the lounge and edited Morning Prayer audio recorded last night. Then I went out to get some fresh air before lunch and walked for an hour without realising. Long suffering Clare had cooked lunch by the time I got home. I went to bed and slept for an hour. I seem to need seven hours a day to have enough good energy to enjoy the rest of the day's activity.
As my best reading spec's fell apart on Sunday after losing an essential screw, I thought it would be a good idea to take them to the University School of Optometry for repair, and book an eye test as well. I'm due for my annual eye test this time of year, but should have had another cataract operation a few days after I had the stroke so it had to be cancelled and remains on hold. Blood thinner medication causes problems with the drugs used in eye operations apparently. Hopefully this will be reviewed in the light of the eye test, to allow me back on to the list for cataract surgery.
I took a bus as far as Sophia Gardens aiming to walk through Bute Park to Corbett Road to my destination but found the direct route through the park to Cathays closed, fencing in the Winter Wonderland 'son et lumiere'. Following the cycling route add a half mile to the walk. I think it's outrageous to deny citizens access to a public park given by Lord Bute a century ago. It's the second time this year public access has been curtailed for commercial purposes. It may be due to the Council's attempt to shore up City finances ruined by inflation and past government cut-backs, but it ends up generating resentment and ill-will, which does nobody any political good. It added twenty minutes to my journey to the Optometrists, too close for comfort with closing time approaching.
I was glad to have my spec's repaired and returned to me in the short amount of time I was arranging the eye test appointment for next week. I didn't fancy walking home through the park in the dark with the noise and garish illumination of the fenced off Winter Wonderland in the background. I walked to North Road to take a bus to the town centre and another from the bus station back to Romilly Road. Not a pleasant experience in the pitch dark having to wait for every time consuming change of pedestrian traffic lights on the route. Just as well it wasn't raining or cold and windy. The route indicator on the bus wasn't working to announce the stops. It was difficult to work out where the bus was going to stop next as street lighting didn't help to make places distinguishable, looking out from inside a well lit bus. It was a relief to get back to the neighbourhood streets I know better from walking in the dark.
After supper, Clare watched a video on our telly and I worked on next week's Morning Prayer slide show video for uploading to YouTube. I like to be ahead in preparing this in case something goes wrong and I'm not feeling as well as I must be to get stuff ready well before it's needed.
I had a phone call with Rachel who's in the throes of de-cluttering her shed. She found a disintegrating ski bad with Clare's cross country ski kit and several sets of rusting downhill skis and batons, dating from our trip to Canada when I retired in 2010. The bag was also home to a charming family of geckoes! I've walked a lot and done a lot today, and am ready for bed.
then needed to get a bus
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