About to leave for Coventry to pick up Andrew, who is joining us for Christmas. After a very wet day yesterday, it’s dry here at the moment, and the forecast for this part of the country is OK (unlike the south-west, where there is flooding). The car should be OK, too as we had a new headlight leveller fitted on Thursday (another very wet day). I waited for the work to be done and managed to write a piece for my website in the garage waiting area, which was useful.

On Friday Julia Higbee popped round in the morning, and I went into the city in the afternoon to finish off my Christmas shopping. Started by dropping off cards to Jude and Maggie Bird, so it was a bit of a circuitous route. But all went well. Yesterday Dot spent most of the day cooking meals for Christmas week and I spent much of it feeling sorry for myself, as I had some problem with my intestines, but I think that’s improving. More uncomfortable than anything. Jonathan called in during the afternoon.

We ended up on the sofa watching the end of Battlestar Galactica. Yes, we finally made it. Not a bad ending, though I have to admit I had got a bit fed up with many of the characters. A bit too much introspection, perhaps. However, it was all very clever and resolved a lot of things which seemed irresolvable. I think it was impossible to resolve everything.