Monday 16th August 2020 Day 146 5.15 The weather is so much cooler but my sleep patterns don’t seem to change, I’m listening to Katherine Mansfield, short stories. Written in the 1920’s. Not only has
Friday 14th August 2020 Day 143 7.15 I am checking the pond from the bathroom window upstairs, for signs of distress amongst the fish. They’re certainly all milling around the end of the stream including
Thursday 13th August 2020 Day 143 6.45 I think that was the most uncomfortably hot night so far and I am glad it is over. Along with the water problem yesterday, all my power went
Wednesday 12th August Day 141 5.45 I really must change the jingle on my alarm. It’s not a horrible noise or anything, in fact it is quite catchy, that’s the trouble, I carry on singing
Tuesday 11th August 2020 Day 140 6.30 I actually slept quite well and was in bed by midnight. Worry is sprawled on the floor, quick breathing in the heat already poor thing. At least I
Monday 10th August 2020 Day 139 7.00 I’ve been lying here since five thirty, boiling hot even though all that is covering me is a thin cotton sheet. It must be the same for everyone
Friday 7th August 2020 Day 136 7.00 I open my eyes to find he is still there, sitting on my towel, how dare he? Staring at me from a safe distance. The question is: Have
Thursday 6th August 2020 Day 135 7.00 Strangely last night, even though I was very tired after the expedition up the river, I just could not get to sleep till well after two but I
Wednesday 5th August 2020 Day 134 5.17 I am fully awake and excited like a child about the prospect of kayaking today and by six thirty I decide I might as well get up now.
Tuesday 4th August 2020 Day 133 6.15 I’ve been lying here thinking about having a second attempt at clipping Audrey with the new clippers I got from you know where. I have to say the