Sunday 14^th March, 2021 0300

Late? Yep. Six nations is to blame. I wasn't going to stay up, the internet just keeps buffering and the Italy game was the usual cricket score but I suddenly found I wasn't so tired when England were about to play so I got my sister to bung £100 on England to win. Odds of 5/6 which I thought were dreadful considering their performance so far. I missed most of the play and the scoring whilst ITVplayer buffered constantly but thankfully instead of losing my ton I won £85 but only at the death.

Ok so today I did very little. For some reason Jody had classes on Saturday morning and then she always seems to find office work to occupy her until late every night. I did though venture out and stock up on drugs courtesy of her medical card. Well considering I pay for everything else here that the school doesn't I don't think accepting £30 a month in medicines is taking the Mickey?

Anyway right now it is late. I want to do laundry and bake sausage rolls tomorrow.

Monday 15^th 1800

Bloody Sweaties! I really fancied Ireland but my SSM connection swayed me. Ok, only twenty pounds but I would have been spitting tacks if they had drawn because I was minded to take a punt on that and when I first looked it was 25-1.

So the sausage rolls? They never got made. In fact on Sunday all that got done was my laundry. I had awoken with raging gout in my right wrist.

The law of averages says some of my readers will be fellow sufferers and believe me I sympathise. At least this time it wasn't a foot or knee. It took seven long hours for the diclofenac to get me back to some sort of mobility and considering I had gone to bed at 0330 at got up at 1100, by that time it was time to rustle up some egg and chips for my dinner. Gout is a malevolent entity. You know when you are getting a cold or most other ailments you can feel it coming on and perhaps try to take evasive measures? Not so with gout. Absolutely no forewarning, it sneaks in while you are asleep and WHAM! Gotcha! when you wake up. Methinks it may be time to up my dosage (been on the same amount for 15 years).

So the sausage rolls are currently in the oven, this week's school lunches are saved!

I realised a couple of days ago that my timetable presents a problem regarding electricity supplies. The Auntie only works Tuesdays and Thursdays and I am out from dawn until five or so both days. Unless my current quota lasts then Aunty is going to have to possibly do a bit of overtime and wait for me, although I will be nice and bring her a cake which I shall bake myself. Haven't done that for a while, maybe Wednesday.

Still no news on my freshmen getting their military training. I have a sinking feeling I won't get the extra time off and they will be combined next term with the new intake. Drat.