I need to do more..

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We need to move, I need to move, I’m becoming too sedentary, stuck in the mud. I have some exercises to do, but I put the sheets down somewhere and now I can’t find them. When I pick things up I shake too much and it’s hard to grip things. But I will try. Even if it’s just gentle stretches. Muscle wastes if it’s not used and I’m finding moving more difficult since I’ve had this virus. I feel shut in and fed up.

I will have to find those exercise sheets. I really need to get moving. I do chair yoga and that helps a bit.

Photographs, Esther Chiltons weekly prompt.

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I wrote this about her prompt.

My precious photos are of and with my hubby. Sometimes I sit and cry, sometimes I laugh at silly memories. Photographs captured that moment when we walked across a stream. When we returned hours later the tide had come in and the stream was a deep salt water channel. I lost my bike pump into the water and when I got it out to use again it had gone rusty. Photos can be like that. They can fade. And memory fades too, so photos make it easier not to forget.

I want to go

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To Wales, and the lake district, and Scarborough, and Devon and Dorset. All the places I’ve been on holiday in my life. I want to ESCAPE! Get to beautiful places, see the coast, the mountains, get out of the city.

I can’t get away to the sea and sky. My mind won’t let me, my arms won’t let me, my legs won’t let me. I get worried, I think of things that might happen. I need to have company. Isn’t that strange? When I had my hubby we went everywhere together. Now he’s gone there is no one to reassure me. To make it safe. I’m fed up. Anxious, frustrated, lost, fearful.

Sorry to go on.

Attached

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Being ill and not seeing many people has made me fed up. I’ve taken solace in some books, like the Martian by Andy Weir and We solve Murders, the new mystery by Richard Osman. But I’ve become attached to my phone. I feel lost if I’m not checking out posts on Instaounce and Facepost! And in close second is TV and YouCone. I’ve become engrossed by old sci-fi programmes.

I want to break this habit, I need exercise, but it’s not happening at the moment! Too many dopamine hits? Boo x

Cycling

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What are your favorite sports to watch and play?

I love cycling, it’s been a while since I did any, but I still love it on TV. The tour de France, the tour of Britain, the Vuelta, I try and catch all of them when I can.

I think Mark Cavendish was a brilliant sprinter. He won more stages than any other cyclist in the history of the tour. I think it was 35 over 15 years. He’s from the isle of Man and represented it well.

I like the female tours aswell but they aren’t as well publicised and I’m not sure who the best racers are.

I remember riding down hills and trying to keep up with my hubby who was very fast. He even came third in a big race once against tricyclists. He was the real cyclist, but I’m glad he got me into the sport.

Really low pressure

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I decided to tap my barometer last night because I haven’t set it in a while. Tapping it allows the (black) pointer to move. It was on change, but it flew down to much rain last night. It’s been raining all morning and the pressure has not risen again. I think this is because another named storm is passing over the UK again, the second in recent days. It’s called Herminia. There is a third heading our way tomorrow. What fun (not).

Carrot cake with pouring cream.

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Last week I went to Trentham Gardens in Stoke-on-Trent. This cake was a bit blurry but nice. The cream calmed the sweetness of the carrot cake down. We had intended to have sandwiches and salad. But when we got to the cafe it was a bit too late to get anything savoury.

It was nice to get out of the house and go for afternoon tea with my sister a few days ago. I’ve been ill for a few weeks now, I’m OK one day, then I’m shattered the next, so I really enjoyed the trip out.

Carrot cake seems to have become a British classic along with fruit scones and banana bread. Others include black forest gateau and Victoria sponge. All of them are real treats.

Does he know?

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What way is he going?

Where he will end up?

On Mars or in the English channel

In Canada or the Gulf of America….

Has he got the knowledge

To lower the price of one egg?

Or is he looking for the Golden goose.

He plays with words and obfuscates.

But does he know what that means?

In the meantime the world trembles

In fear, shock and disbelief!

How did they chose him….

The ballot was real

Are they crazy

We all

Wait.

For four more years….