Last night a disturbed sleep, through Maggi moaning about my snoring, her snoring and not being very well. We had left the house for our ‘garage’ home as soon as the whistle in the Brentford v Arsenal had blown. At that time Maggi looked sore around the eyes and tired.
Despite not feeling great in the morning I still managed to complete the day’s yoga routine. Adam popped in on his way back from buying the bread and Maggi and I relaxed around the flat. We then did a little bit of shopping for this evening at our favourite Grand Frais.
By the time I was back in the house with the shopping I was also feeling below par. Until everyone appeared again around 12:30 I dropped of to sleep on the couch.
Another nice lunch in the garden with the usual cheese, bread and salad. Because I continued to feel off colour I decided to return to our garage-like apartment for a little peace.
I spent a few hours on my own drifting in and out of sleep and decided to walk back to the house at sunset.
A quiet evening at home if that is possible with 6 noisy children and then back to the flat.