Really don’t feel like going to the gym this morning but know that will feel better once I’ve been. So, drag self there.
Here I am doing the Pectoral machine – see also the attached photo:
Catch the bus and train to see Dolly. Here we are:
Take the train to the dentist. Dentist and hygienist are pleased with me: teeth are perfect. It’s good that there’s at least one bit of my body that isn’t falling apart.
Have just made it back to the flat. It’s 5.46pm. Am writing this sitting up in bed, whilst drinking a Diet Coke – through a straw of course to protect my teeth. The panther lies next to me, resting his heavy head on my thighs. The fan whirrs.
Start reading this last night. It’s wonderful:
Yesterday, watch an episode of Natural World about the harpy eagle. They eat sloths and monkeys and are the largest eagles in the world. They are also quite secretive and not much is known about them so this programme, where they film a chick growing up over a year, was groundbreaking back in 2010 when it was first broadcast. Here is a harpy eagle:
Happy Tuesday everyone!
*1940. By Agatha Christie. Hercule Poirot detective novel in which Poirot’s dentist is murdered.