Wednesday

Good evening peeps,

As you may have realised, yesterday was the London run, and yes it was out of sync, and after missing the last one due to the house move and the way the church destroyed me at Canterbury, it was good to get back into things, and it was an exciting and fast paced day.

My London song as I write this isn't one of the more usual ones but one of my oldest favourites from when I was a teenager https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Q_3bDjzYFno

My love affair with London is as strong as ever, homelessness and the hatred of the Church of England as they slandered me round services in London didn't diminish it at all.

I am still buzzing, and still recovering, as you can guess.
I woke this morning, a bit late, unsurprisingly as it was nearly midnight before I arrived home and went to bed, and of course the after effects of the travel and excitement and turbulence of the day will always impact on me, even if my pain and illness management is pretty good now.

So I have had an even quieter day than planned, I don't feel ill exactly, but in pain and tired, not too bad.
I had hoped to catch up some work but one garden postponed and to be honest I decided not to do much, I went to the care home to make sure the leaves weren't a hazard, and I nipped round to see how a project at the community gardens was going, and I went and did the farm.

And that was it, because, it is the day after London, and I have a Christmas meal out this evening with the girls. I don't feel wonderfully Christmassy or like going out for a meal, but I will.

But London was quite an adventure this time, a lot went on, and a lot of high adventure and adrenaline was had. Wow. I love London!