Night shift days scoot by in a succession of short sleeps.
I walk the dogs when I get home.
Then they are fed and all come to bed for a few hours before Dorothy wakes me up around 1pm for another wee, then it’s back to bed until five or so.
The cottage is invariably cold when I prepare “breakfast” and so I switch on the little oil heater in the kitchen and we all cram in like the Waltons in order to eat and keep warm
Today some village Children delivering Christmas cards woke us all up around four and so wrapped in fleeces, I made a breakfast of ravioli infused with walnut oil covered in pecorino cheese.
Bloody lovely
Just enough time for a bucket of coffee before more dog walks
The drive to work is accompanied with radio 4
It’s Pick of the week tonight
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