1. I noticed this sign on Drury Lane, on my way to the Swimming Pool. It made me howl with laughter. Sometimes these streets, in the theatre district seem to blur reality and fiction. Is this for Real? Look at the pictures, they are hilarious. Note the Angels> I have not looked this up on the web, on purpose. I like it to be part of my own fairy tale. Thank You, Thank You, thank You.
2. In Drury Lane, not far along from the last bus stop of the 172, there are some gardens. With pink blossom. Thank You, Thank You, Thank You.
3. At the swimming pool I purchased a pair of swimming googles. Zach used to call these Googlers. Ah! Thank You, Thank You, thank You.
4. The purpose of the Googlers is to stop the whites of my eyes turning scarlet. Which they usually do when I swim in this pool. Mostly people are to polite to mention this fact. But still!
Thank You, Thank You, thank You.
5. Swimming is great. I know that I have to do it. The only problem is that having been inactive for far too long, the unaccustomed activity puts my body into a state of severe shock. This means that after swimming I must allow myself dispensation to nap. Thank You, Thank You, thank You.
6. For some reason, Sundays usually feel as if the day is longer, as though I have been given more time. Thank You, Thank You, thank You.
7. I am reading the last Sue Grafton Novel "Y is for Yesterday". Thank You, Thank You, Thank You.
8. For a sunny day: Thank You, Thank You, thank You.
9. For a sweet and simple day. Thank You, Thank You, thank You.
10. For the prospect of a busy and productive week: Thank You, Thank You, thank You.
An Angel Blessing. "You may, with laughter, accept Your self ".