Reagan is impressing me with her attitude towards GCSEs upto now although only three down English Lit, Religious studies and Biology paper 1 she has handled it VERY well. She sat with me after school this afternoon and explained how she can’t do anything about the exams she’s already done so forget them and move on to the next which is not until Thursday so a day off tomorrow.

She says, she feels ok about how she’s done so far and I believe her and believe in her that she will do her best and that will be enough.

Me arms are dropping off like every May time when the hedge starts to grow and the lawns start requiring cutting at least once a week every year there’s the taming the garden day.

Today was the day and to be honest its not even hard work probably less work Jamie does at the gym and she pays for that…?

Anyway I was cutting the hedge and just thought if I had enough money I would get someone in to dig it all out and put in a fence which would not only reduce the maintenance it would give us 2 feet at the side and at the front. Its definitely something for the future when not only it will be easier to maintain we may have 4 cars to park…

Went out with the ex Assisi crowd last night a few pints in Spoons first then went to Raffaele and Italian on the cobles. The food was very good I had:

Starter: GAMBERONI, King prawns in chilli butter sauce on toasted homebaked bread

Main: BRANZINO LIVORNESE, Grilled Seabass with olives, capers and cherry tomatoes sauce with potato cake

I washed it down with nice Merlot

The starter was good but not something I would choose again, prawns on toast for 11 quid and it was just good?

Main I thought was exceptional the piece of fish was really big cooked perfectly crispy skin the sauce was very tasty and complimented the dish perfectly the potato cake was also good too!

The party broke up early so I called at the Cheese for a night cap

Always been pretty regular apart from the odd occasion when a certain meal may have upset the equilibrium so to speak but the last few days have been a worry if I’m honest!

Every daily ache and pain has been intensified all the things I just accept as “getting old” made me think, fuck is this it, it’s this the sign, the final straw… me feet hurt, me knees hurt, I get piles, me back gives me jip, me shoulders ache, me teeth hurt, me eyes hurt, I get headaches ffs things hurt but I just get on with it, that’s just how it is, but when a new ailment occurs me mind goes “let’s have a party”!

Look for blood in your stool that’s a sure sign your going to die, but what if you can’t produce a stool what then? Do I strain and blow a valve, I am pretty certain blood will be there if I do that, but is that the sign or is that just piles?

Not one to moan or stress out others all this has been going through my head for days until today when I was finally relieved of my burden.

Not wanting to go into too much detail but the signs were good this morning and by mid afternoon I was as Tom Petty might say “Free Falling”. Six visits and the pains in me belly subsided and I immediately felt better.

No shit sherlock!

A grey Star Wars day but a lovely walk up to Norman’s Wood on which we met an alumni of Keale University and a native Texan due to each seeing my Broncos Hoodie and Jamie’s Keale hoodie. Having had a conversation with both we made our way home

Jamie took Reagan took Reagan, birthday money burning a hole in her pocket, to Northwich to spend some of it, while I went to B&Q in Crewe and call in on Karl.

I spent the rest of the day pottering hanging ironing board and mops in the closet, a hook for the car charger making a facia for the end of me shed, mowed the lawn the spread it with weed and feed before calling it a day.

I am sat writing this watching the World Snooker Final at 17 all and as I am about  to press publish Wu Yiza won the last frame.