Easter reflections

Another public holiday has come and gone then. Normally I’d have happily indulged in mucho chocalato ingestation, but this year I went off it completely. My sweet tooth seems to have been stolen by the tooth fairy. Since having my weird ‘health episode’ my appetite has been for bland, healthy, unimaginative stuff rather than elaborate, tasty, treaty stuff. My food intake is that of someone going through a detox or dieting to look like a gymnast. Salads, pasta, grilled chicken. That sort of thing. Anything more complicated and my stomach acid starts to go haywire and my throat refuses to remember how to swallow.

It’s all very strange.

I did enjoy some televisual delights over the weekend. In an order that is neither chronological nor anything to do with preference, here a few things that appeared on my screen and caused me pleasure:

The film “Z for Zachariah”

The comedy/drama/fictionalisation about Dave Allen

Countryfile

Back to the same old routine of work now, but with added tiredness and more confusion. Bank Holidays always throw me out, and when it’s Easter Weekend the old body clock breaks down and blows my mind completely. As far as I know today is Wednesday, but I’m not making that assumption confidently….

RC 4-4-18