Thursday 25 March:

I went on my usual dawn harbourside walk (and I set out just after dawn)… dramatic sun over the Cut etc but, by the time. I was walking along Wapping Wharf the drizzle had started.
Actually, it had cleared up by mid-morning and turned into quite a bright, sunny day.
Moira and I had our usual morning coffee (discussing my reservations at the prospect of travelling on a bus for the first time in over a year later this after).
Moira went on another morning walk (three days in a row… and, happily, a little further each time).
Put out more picture frames on the street and managed to ‘dispose’ of another  five picture frames (still something 20-25 to go!).
My latest Blurb book arrived!
In the afternoon, I had my 6-minute walking and breathing tests at Southmead Hospital (which both seemed to go well… and the hospital was very well organised from a Covid-safe viewpoint). My main concern was the bus journey (not having been on a bus in over a year). Actually, I didn’t enjoy the experience: the bus company was very organised (designated seats etc) and the vast majority of people wore face masks, BUT perhaps as many as ten people (all 20-somethings, I’m afraid) – all sitting upstairs (as I was, because there were fewer people on the upper deck) - either removed their masks altogether or simply pulled them down over their chins. One young woman spent the entire journey mask-less nattering (at high volume) on her phone. I was SO tempted to challenge these people… but didn’t (I decided it was best to keep ‘well away from them’). I found the whole experience pretty depressing.
I was also pretty sickened by seeing at least three groups (the numbers varied between 8-12) of men sitting/standing in very close proximity with each other… ok, it was in the ‘open air’, so it could have been worse (but…).
Read a reasonable amount of my Rovelli book.
I was home by 6pm and greeted with a fish finger and chips supper!
Evening telly: ‘Repair Shop’.
Image: Lockdown Blurb Books 1+2.