Above is what I did today.
I always thought my blog was very Pooterish, but have now come to the conclusion that my life is not only totally insignificant but that I am documenting my decline into dementia. I wonder when I will completely forget how to type - already my typing, once very fast and accurate, is rather a mess. Terry Pratchett said that was one of the first signs for him. Some things are harder to estimate - I repeat myself a lot but have always been inclined to do this.
Perhaps doing a blog is a good way of reminding myself of things meanwhile - like I am due to be at dinner at Alison's at 7.30 for 8, and must remember to take the wine, and maybe purchase some chocs tomorrow.
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