I go to the knee toubib and he sternly tells me to go slow. He says my knee is unnecessarily swollen and inflamed. He say ” Put your knee above your heart-I am not sure if he is speaking poetically or medically – and walk as little as possible.”

So, the weekend has been  static. Interestingly, once the guilt of doing nothing has been removed by a doctor, I find inactivity very pleasant.

Final of the Super 14. Incredible rugby. The sun is going down behind me.

I binge-watch. “73% of people define binge-watching as “watching between 2-6 episodes of the same TV show in one sitting.” Ray Donovan is really tough. I wish I was more like him.

“Don’t Let the Sun Go Down on Me”

There has been a minor typhoon and the sea is a little agitated.

Leaving Port Askaig

I take photos of insects that hang out around the house.

Burnt Norton

East Coker 

The Dry Salvages

Little Gidding

I learn The Famous Ballymote. Second tune:

I have to say that my knee feels much better.