| Tue 1 | It’s daffy-dilly day – and no surprise they are in this wet weather! Next up will be the sham-rocks followed by the bleeding-roses. Three in close succession like London buses. |
| Wed 2 | We’ve had so much rain in the last few days that today there was standing water in the garden – despite the affected area having been raised about 3 inches a couple of years ago. |
| Thu 3 | Dizzy, dizzy, dizzy. Definitely very unstable in the head, with headache and general flu-y feeling. Negative LFT. Retired back to bed and slept. |
| Fri 4 | Definitely not well, but less dizzy than yesterday. LFT still negative. |
| Sat 5 | Much as yesterday, but slowly improving. LFT still negative. Feeling better enough to try to do the crossword. |
| Sun 6 | Rinse and repeat – but managed to stay upright most of the day. |
| Mon 7 | It’s that time of year when you start sorting household finances and it goes on, and on and on … because you realise you need to set up next year’s tax files, get upsides of billing & payments which change in April … |
| Tue 8 |  What a lovely sunny day, although chilly in the breeze. Lots of small daffodils now out in the garden, and the deeper mauve crocuses are still going strong. The magenta hellebore is almost finished as are the snowdrops.
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| Wed 9 | Tied to my desk all day becase of another of those “It’s that time of year” jobs: subscription reminders for the AP Soc. Even so I didn’t manage to finish it as everything always needs rewriting. |
| Thu 10 | Awoken at 06:00 by 5kg of cat landing on the solar plexus. So up at 07:00 and a huge amount of work shifted before my meeting at 10:00. In fact large amounts shifted right through to 19:00. |
| Fri 11 | Nice delivery of half a case of Champagne. Two are a retirement present for a friend. |
| Sat 12 | Was intending to (re)frame some pictures this afternoon, but not a chance. Spent the time instead cooking fruit and then duck and pepper stir-fry with noodles for dinner. |
| Sun 13 | Why is it that some days everything conspires to get in the way: not serious buggeration but just enough awkward to make everything more difficult. Still I did manage to cook steak & chips for dinner, washed down with bottle of Champagne. Remember Hester Browne’s words: Always keep a bottle of Champagne in the fridge for special occasions. Sometimes the special occasion is that you’ve got a bottle of Champagne in the fridge. |
| Mon 14 | For once, a day of doing almost nothing apart from fiddling about. It wasn’t really “play” more like wasting time. |
| Tue 15 | This morning there were some lovely mackerel cirrus clouds – photographed badly through the window. |
| Wed 16 | A really strange yellowy/peachy light in late morning, dissipating by the end of lunch (possibly with the rain). Seems like it was Saharan dust dragged northwards by a storm over Spain. |
| Thu 17 | It’s been very quiet round here for Sham-Rock Day! |
| Fri 18 | Gorgeous silvery full moon, especially enchanting seen through the trees this evening. |
| Sat 19 | Last night’s moon turned into an equally lovely moon set around dawn, followed by a warm(er) sunny Spring day. |
| Sun 20 | Why is sex at 6am always such a failure? To compensate the afternoon was spent photographing vases of daffodils and tulips. |
| Mon 21 | Afternoon spent trying to untangle another knot in my family history, back in mid-18th century … and failing. Either there are lots of records missing from some Kent parishes, people are telling porkies, or they really do parachute in from nowhere. |
| Tue 22 | A rare treat: home cooked curry eaten in front of the TV. So decadent. |
| Wed 23 | Another literary society talk hosted on Zoom. We’re getting good audiences; over 50 again tonight. |
| Thu 24 | The first queen wasp of the season let itself in the study window this afternoon; and was eventually ushered out again. Disappointed I didn’t catch it and ID it. I was beginning to think there were none this year as they had a poor year last summer. |
| Fri 25 | Why is it that by the time we get to Friday lunchtime I’m convinced it’s Saturday? And continue to think it’s Saturday all day however much I remind myself it isn’t. |
| Sat 26 | Up betimes so lots done before hosting a lunchtime Zoom call, only to undo the good work by falling asleep for a large chunk of the afternoon. Well it is Sunday, isn’t it?! |
| Sun 27 | Horrible day! (1) Bloody changing the clocks again, for no useful reason. (2) The general nausea of Mother’s Day. (3) Banks getting in the way of business for no reason apart from their profit. (4) A borked literary society website. “Life. Don’t talk to me about life!” |
| Mon 28 | Used the Royal Mail facility to come and collect your parcel to go – for a small fee (48p to me). Haven’t used this before, but on this one showing it seems a good scheme. And I managed to fix the borked website. |
| Tue 29 | What happened at the coalface today? I have no clue! |
| Wed 30 | How many times does one get woken at some uncivilised hour by 5kg of cat landing unannounced on the solar plexus? And then they snuggle down and look cute. But try shutting them out the bedroom and there’s a riot. |
| Thu 31 | It snowed. This morning. Big healthy lumps of snow. For 2 minutes. Long interlude. Repeat Scene 1 at teatime. Fin. |
