Week 178 - Maximum

  • I finally felt better after post-Christmas stomach cramps. I had the same pains a year ago so there’s a pattern: I wouldn’t say I feasted like Henry VIII over the festive period but my body says I should take it a bit easier this December.
  • I visited the office for the first time this year. It was a long day of meetings so I had to drive home in the dark and was reminded why I hate doing so. My cross-country route takes me down unlit roads where oncoming headlights from SUVs constantly dazzle me. It’s exhausting concentrating so hard for so long. Bring on Summer.
  • I’ve finished reading The Wall this week. It’s just my kind of near-future dystopian novel. There’s a clear message about climate change and the guilt of the older generations that has stayed in my thoughts. And it’s a very readable, unique story. Recommended.
  • Saturday I had another day out at Ally Pally, this time for my annual trip to the first of the Masters snooker semi-finals. We watched eventual winner Shaun Murphy cruise past Mark Allen, including Shaun’s 147 break (you can just about see us in the crowd at the 3-minute mark before he pots the final black). There was a debate on the greatest individual feat in sport but the 147 must be close. We’re booked again for next January.
  • Unsurprisingly I’m drawn back into the latest series of the Traitors. The Faithful are so frustrating which of course makes great TV. Also gripping us: The Day of the Jackal. It’s a little long but very watchable.

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