I have a silly day ahead of me. At some unspecified point, a courier will arrive to collect a knitting machine sold on ebay. I don't know if it will be am or pm. At school collection time, a local person will be collecting a bench, but at least I know when. This evening I go to an astronomy class I thought wwas cancelled, though that isn't a problem, but a pleasure.

I put pick up only on the knitting machine, hoping for someone local, to avoid packing problems, then some people asked if I could post, which I found I could, and then they all got sniped by someone who never contacted at all, and has now taken possession of my day by arranging the courier herself.

I've a number of jobs to do, but most are not ones I can just drop when the doorbell rings.

I have, however, early, tidied my proper spare room - the one I can put someone up in at no notice, now I've moved all the clutter off the bed. And yesterday, I tidied the emergency spare room - the one I would sleep in on a camp bed if required, because of all the stuff that would be in a loft if I had one - so it doesn't look as if I had just opened the door and thrown things in. (Guess why it looked like that!)

Two days running, I have got below the stone barrier - but I can't help it by going for a brisk walk. I may try going up and down the stairs on non-errands, though. I have two flights. I imagine myself running up and down, as I used to, but I fear this is not the reality.

It's cold and damp feeling today - the forecast is rain or possibly snow on high ground. I am on what passes for high ground hereabouts - we don't have to use extra baking powder. There are highish winds, gusty, but not cylindrical. I had porridge for breakfast, with the last of the squeezy golden syrup.

Penny