The dex did bite back a bit last night - I was awake early and got up to face the usual flood of emails and catch up on Clarkson's Farm. Nothing much for the morning and went out for a local walk around the triangle, taking a black bag and a litter-picker with me. Victor the Veloped walker is just right for this. Collected a lot of rubbish, including a good few lager cans dumped, I think, by football fans on the way home from celebrating in Chelmsford pubs. Me, I can't understand why anyone drinks the stuff. Give me a pint of bitter every time, especially if it's Adnams. This is a lager:
and this is the Real Thing:
Otherwise, pretty much as normal. Activity target comfortably met. Pills taken. A bit of admin work on the Facebook group. Fatigue hasn't been bad - probably a result of the dex. If so I'd expect it to be worse again later today.
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