How I Survived Between Nights

Faced with a busy day between night shifts when I should rather be recuperating, I was fortunate to have enjoyed the kindness of colleague Fran. I would call this exceptional and nearly did so but, in fact, that would be unkind because it is more typical than it is exceptional. With some extra rest in the bank, I survived remarkably well and got far more done even than I had expected. The weather helped too, being largely sunny. We went to collect my Mum for her Low Vision Assessment to be conducted at Tombs and Allen. It turned out to be an uplifting experience with levels of service which have simply disappeared in many other places. Three aids were identified for Mum and, astonishingly, are being provided cost-free under a scheme we didn't know existed. A long and thorough appointment allowed me and Greg to do our shopping at Waitrose, a rare event, and return it home. I still had time and, to my surprise, the energy to walk to Gosport Station. A fairly sympathetic redevelopment of this long closed station has been completed and the results please my eye; enough in fact to post a picture at the head of this blog.

Inevitably, I succumbed to sleep in the afternoon and woke to work on Flickr. A post on FB about driveways proved satisfyingly provocative as it was meant to be. I love being controversial. In the evening Greg and I ate our Valentine's meal, bought at Waitrose. In fact, after eating, I realised we had inadvertently hybridised our meal with a main course not purchased in the Valentine's promotion. However, the food was very nice and to spend most of the day with Greg, albeit before a night duty, was lovely and appropriate as we approach 33 years together.