Sorry about yesterday. I woke up feeling a bit weaker than usual, and found myself also a bit dizzy as I started to totter about. I cancelled the day’s walk, and also today’s Italian (because of un po’ di capogiro  which may or may not be right) and managed to stay on my feet for the arrival of the washing machine and two other deliveries. The washing machine requires the attention of a plumber who is booked for Monday. It’s a splendid-looking machine all right.

 

It may have happened because I didn’t eat properly on Thursday. My Mindful Chef package turned out inedible and I didn’t replace it, as I easily might have, with pasta aglio e olio or something along those lines.

 

Anyway, here I am. Our local French restaurant delivered my order yesterday afternoon. I dined well, and feel much better today. Helen and I walked briskly around the garden in warm, grey spring weather. 1958 steps.

 

I’ve done a bit more knitting, not much. But the Andrew Marr show tomorrow should at least advance me to the ribbing which will finish off the Evendoon.

 

No more reading. But I see that Franklin has posted another Vlog. I hope I’ll knit a bit to that this evening.