I did think you had lost some of your oomph today, Grammaretto. I hope you had a leisurely potter (ooh, double meaning here, totally unintentional) and were able to recharge your batteries. How's the back?
DF's surgery seems to be a strange one.
They don't do blood tests or ECGs, these are outsourced to a separate company, terrific waiting lists and miles from the surgery itself.
Never mind, maybe Andy Burnham will see scope for joined up thinking in primary care as part of his overhaul of the NHS.
I hope Kaimoana is making progress in health and packing up and, of course, getting as much help as possible with everything. I hope she will pop in to update us at some time when she can.
NN, have you reached any conclusions yet about future working patterns v. long term quality time together? Thinking of you.
Thinking, too, this morning about Doodle as I/we struggled valiantly with our Oldies exercise class. No sitting stuff here with today's stand in. I'm sure that, despite his youth, he must have been an Army PT instructor.
No coffee or nattering here, he cheerfully announced. I think he got a bit fed up with the length of time it took us to shuffle walk up to the table to select appropriate ankle weights, return and work out how to put them on (the newbies).
We then were running late, apparently, so, if he was fast previously, by now every exercise was to be carried out at a rate of knots with ever-decreasing rest breaks.
Do you still have your Personal Trainer, Jan? Is he 'pushy' too?
We shall see what tomorrow brings!