Good morning Mick and everyone. It’s cool and damp in my corner of Lancashire.
I had a very disturbed night with some strange dreams. I eventually fell into a fitful sleep around 5am, only to be awakened by the alarm clock at 6:30am to take the first of my meds. Mr. B fetched me a cup of tea at 8am, so I took my second lot of meds, drank my tea and fell straight back to sleep. I then had a very vivid dream about a shopping trip with my late mother, something we used to enjoy so much. It’s 26 years since she died, not any significant date today so don’t know what triggered it. I still miss her so much, I think I always will. I awoke at 10am, fuzzy headed and sleepy, only just coming to now.
I haven’t read your posts yet, will do so now.
This afternoon will be my usual routine of housework, physio, cycling and Gaelic studies. After that I’ll probably need a nap 💤 
Have a good day all 🌞