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Monday 22nd 57F/14C [7.40] Wall to wall sunshine promised. Peaking at 22C/72F with a light northwesterly wind.
72F/22C in the room. 55F/13C in the greenhouse. With both end doors and all skylights open. I am trying to limit the temperature of the pond water. It reached 73F/23C yesterday but has dropped back to 70F/21C overnight. The greenhouse doors are steel screened against animals and insects while allowing the free flow of air.
Up at 6.45 after what should have been a quiet night. I was coughing in the night and felt dizzy at times. Remaining a little wobbly when I got up. Taking care to move slowly and drink a glass of water before starting to make breakfast.
I was planning to have a gentle ride into the village this morning. To do some light shopping. I haven't been out on the e-bike for ages. I feel it would do me good. Rebuild my confidence in my mobility.
I have an appointment at 14.00 at the city hospital for a follow up to my ongoing heart treatment. I shall have to drive there.
8.30 60F/16C I brought the recycling bins back. Then wandered up and down the drive. Mapping Wi-Fi signal strength. Using the WiFiman app on my phone. I am feeling quite a bit better now. After earlier fuzziness.
10.30 Pleasantly warm. Back from a half hour, 11km, shopping ride to the village. No problem. Apart from saddle discomfort. No padding! It was good to be out again. Clear the cobwebs. The countryside is lush. The warblers shouting their little heads off today.
17.00 71FF/22C. Back from my trip to the red light district. Aka: Odense. Home of universally red traffic lights. No pure bred Dane has invented sequencing yet. Sop they are at least 50 years out of date. They had sequenced lights in the UK long before they invented roundabouts.
I had a nice chat with the specialist nurse. All in the medium of Danish. She suggested I just do more of the same. Exercise. Keeping busy. Not talking poor Danish.
On the way home I shopped for round, sponge, sealing strip for the doors. Plus some silicone sealer. The carpenter would have been back by now. To finish the job. If he had any morals. Or anything resembling a conscience.
The problem is that these types will always take an easy con. The lazy way out. Instead of opening themselves up. To multiple, well paying jobs from the same customer. I had ceilings, walls and other doors and windows. All needing his skilled attention. I pointed out what needed doing. While he was here.
He chose the quick and dirty con. He was talking about starting his own business. It would always be one job at time. Never able to go back. Never enjoying word of mouth recommendation. Never sure who the next mark would be. Living hand to mouth. Until his wife left him. He lost the house but kept the car.
Dinner was boiled eggs on toast. It was supposed to be omelettes but it all went horribly wrong. I'd dropped the whole eggs into the boiling water without breaking them first. Thinking about something else.
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