#19

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Yesterday's Nice Thing: Taught kids how to use the sewing machine.

It is 7.30 - the power of the meeting with the angel... here I am, writing on a Saturday, before running. It is now most certainly a thing. I've decided to get Sportify Premium, I can't bear all the stupid interruptions and purposely obnoxious ads which they put into it. I now have 25 songs in my 2019 playlist and I am sure it will increase as the days go by.

Already January has been so productive. I am now only having my wine, a bottle, on the weekend. On Friday night, it is the thing I look forward to on Friday evening, as I cook. 

I have decided that pizza day is Thursday and Friday night will be stew night. Especially in winter. I made a great stew yesterday too. Beef and red wine stew. It was so yum.... loads of carrots and onions and we had it with gnocchi. And mash. It was so convivial. Cash was here - and having friends over on Friday is also awesome. Yesterday the boys went back to Ma's house and waited for me there as I had a meeting. 

My god, this Song for Zula is ludicriously very very good.

I have also decided to listen to my entire playlist every Saturday morning. And man, it is excellent. I have great taste in music. If I do say so myself.

It is really raining hard out there, which is all the more reason to run after this. I love rainy weekend mornings. And I am so relieved the rain has arrived.

Just sitting here, listening to my music and thinking about the rest of the day. Yesterday it was so interesting.... because we are going to Derry, the children instantly started talking about Derry-Londonderry. By this stage, they all know that if they are going to bring up something that is loaded with assumptions, they will get history thrown at them. Which is what happened. How did Derry get to be called Londonderry? And what should we call it?

I love telling the stories associated with Derry - especially Columba of Iona who just seemed to be a remarkable man. Probably a total asshole, but nonetheless, someone whom I'd have loved to have known. Really charismatic, determined, loved books, was a poet and a warrior - I mean what is there not to like right? Loved wildlife, would work along side his fellow monks on the land, knew how to make boats and row them all over the place. I mean if you are looking for inspiration, he is it. 

Took a break there to reply to peoples... 

Oh god, I really am useless at people type things.

Right, I am heading to my run, the first since my flu. Before the flu I was running everyday after Ma and Pa had left. Which was a week. Then the flu - so no running last week and no running this week. Today is the day everything in my schedule kicks in. Wish me luck.
Post run - first time since the flu hit
I actually ran on the first day of the flu as well... and then I wondered
why I felt so ill...


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