Waking Hours

When l have a nurse overnight it means l can sleep in my own bed and what a great nights sleep l had.
So much so l was woken by the alarm, a rarity for me.
Also pleasing to find out that Mr P had a settled night too.
The nurse leaves at 7am and we have a cuppa:  tea for Mr P,  coffee for me.
Then l sit on the sofa which is now in the dining area and where l can watch Mr P.
We sometimes have the radio on for an hour but usually have music of our own choosing.
Today’s choice was Songs From the Big Chair a long lasting favourite and more relevant following lasts documentary about that album on BBC4.
Happy memories of seeing Tears for Fears in Liverpool last February.
Tim not coming over today as planned because he has a virus.
Rebecca is calling in this afternoon in between a very hectic day with the ballet taxi.
Waiting for the next storm which should peak mid afternoon, thinking of those awaiting it with trepidation.
Thank you for all the stars and hearts x