In the words of

All I'm going to say about the rugby is that it wasn't just a loss; it was dreadful. 

So yesterday morning GrandSon3 who plays football for Llanelli Academy Under 11s was playing for the Under 12s against the Swans Academy elite team.

I went along to watch and in the words of my friend, it was "blimin' nobbling." That aside Llanelli lost but not too badly.

Then in the afternoon because everyone else was occupied GrandSon1 came around to us and he and I went for a walk over the golf course and down into Three Cliffs valley. The trouble with going down, of course, is that you have to go back up after.

So I had a week's share of fresh air in one day.

We dropped Daughter's presents off to her and sang happy birthday but kept our distance. Not much fun being ill on your birthday.

About to set off for an appointment with the audiologist. I didn't really want an appointment when I called in to the hospital. I believed there was a drop-in for hearing aid queries but there wasn't so they put me on the list. I suppose I could have cancelled it but I can get them to explain everything to me again. What the beeps mean etc. And I'll try and pay attention this time.

I'm currently reading my second book by Elif Shafak. The first introduced me to whirling dervishes; this one is about the Yazidi people. Excellent books.

P.S. My hearing aid wasn't working properly! It wasn't just my imagination or ineptitude.