Slow recovery

[galadhir]

Ugh! Still exhausted post Covid. I guess it's only around a fortnight since I got it - only a week since I tested negative, and I shouldn't start panicking yet, but I'm still so tired.

I did manage to go to a fireworks display on Saturday with my family, and that was great. Son came down from the boat to join us, and brought his washing to put through Daughter's washing machine and tumble dryer. There are washing facilities in his marina but they cost like £5 a load to wash and the same again to dry.

Anyway the fireworks were great - they were let off from behind a screen of trees, so there was a beautiful silhouette effect where the lights shone out between the branches. Lots of new coloured fireworks this year that I hadn't seen before. Particularly the peach ones with trails of golden sparkles. And they were set very well to the music.

The new dairy intolerance made festival food even more difficult than it normally is for this vegetarian. All the non meat options were of course with cheese. So I ended up with the old reliable portion of chips, but at least that was something.

I have discovered that soy milk is fine, so I can still have a soy milk hot chocolate when I go out. Result :)

Yesterday (Sunday) we did the charity shops in Cambridge and had a choose-your-own-ingredients poke bowl in the Hanaki Cafe. (Avocado, cucumber, edamame, chilli & ginger with sesame shoyu sauce and peanuts scattered on top.) I managed to find a long coat in my size in tartan wool fabric which is very cool - a little bit punk, a little bit eccentric weirdo - and was only £15, so that was also a result.

All that activity was too much for me and today I am flattened again. But I am damn well going to belly dancing this evening even if it kills me (or more likely even if it means I have to spend tomorrow in bed again.) There are only like 4 sessions left before the end of term and I am not missing any of them.