H gets up with a start and a panic at 7:09. Late for work. It takes me several minutes to remember it’s Sunday.
After the Supermarket and breakfast and cleaning the bathroom, I dither for a bit, then realise it’s half-past one, then try to get some recording done, but it doesn’t go so well, partly because I need a lie down (I keep falling asleep in the middle of takes, which doesn’t help, really) and after that probably because I’ve not been practising. By dinner time I’ve managed a few things, but doesn’t feel like a hugely successful day.