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Saturday 23rd 60F/15.6C [7.40] Bright. Mostly sunny. Peaking at 23C/74F this afternoon. Winds modest. Gusting to 8-9m/s. 69F 21C in the room thanks to the heat pump yesterday evening. Greenhouse at 60F/16C.
Up at 7.00 after a busy night at the fire bucket. Back home at the keyboard. After three days of typing complete nonsense on my phone. No ill effects from my enforced absence. Nothing leaking that shouldn't. My nose was pretending to drip last night but thankfully remains sealed. Thanks to the insertion of a plug. Which I am loathe to remove until it falls out of its own accord. Home treatment for a blood bath doesn't fall under my visitor's work permit. Nor her job description.
Talking of whom,: My voluntary baby sitter has been very busy. Weeding my late wife's flower bed. Vacuuming upstairs and down. Whether it needed it or not. Following installation of a heat pump and two, new doors in quick succession. All three requiring masonry work. With the attendant dust and rubble. She has cleaned the kitchen and bathroom to levels I once thought impossible. The windows no longer sport the cobwebs. Which have long provided much of the period detail and authenticity of Chez Hovel.
The little roof for the outside heat pump unit arrived quickly in the post. The top of the outdoor case was already becoming unsightly thanks to leaf and flower drop. I am currently excused lifting and other excessive use of force. So fitting is a job to pencil in for next week.
12.30 75-80F/24-25C. Sunny and humid. I fitted a sports wrist support to drive into the village. A backlog of emergency shopping to do. Plus three new kinds of tablets. I was excused all load bearing capacity. As my babysitter attentively shepherded me around the supermarket aisles. I am most definitely not firing on all cylinders today. Being rather breathless and fuzzy.
13.00 I felt weird. Pressure behind my eyes and my sight went clouded and bright. After a ten minute lie down I sat up for five minutes: My blood pressure was a ridiculously low 86/60! Instead of 120/80. Or often much higher. A cup of tea has restored me to a man barely alive.
14.00 I can manage lunch now.
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