A really good Sunday

Location: working a sweat in the sauna.

This is also stupid as my iPhone will overheat. It has before. I thought about bringing in some weights in here but decided to write to you. 


Now I’m realising I have so many bills to pay and a new phone is not on the cards. 


Continuation will be from the office (Tub)


Right! Observation 1 of being in a sauna for an hour, more than 6 months have gone by since I used the sauna, shameful. Not counting Brighton hotel in July. Once i get into the tub, I’m already a prune, well at least my fingers are. 


Sauna and bathtub 🛀 sound track is Noah Kahan. I’ll see him soon in Amsterdam. 


Ok! Let’s get to it. 


I woke up super early to watch a live stream in India. It’s Diwali 🪔 today and that’s a pretty auspicious day for Hindus. The teacher that I’ve been listening to forever Prem Rawat was hosting an event in Delhi that was streamed live on YouTube. My mother and 2 aunts were in the audience. 


While a pre recorded video was on before the speaker came onto stage, I listened to voice message that I received in the night. 


The first was from Ms.Harp (can you guess what instrument she plays… can you? Can you can you?) She’s in the US 🇺🇸 and we became friends about 10 days ago. Being a girl is the funniest thing. In some ways we are so different to men. In the last 24 hours we have had voice note chats that we are real friends. You know, friend, friends. That’s literally how we talk. Honestly we could be 10 years old in the school yard. 


I want to tell her about this blog but I won’t for now, maybe never. Remember, if you are even aware of this vault that contains my head and my heart, that’s a privilege. A BIG one. 


Anyway, in Ms.Harp message she declared  her love for me. (The rest of the universe, please follow her lead. Do I have an ego. Of course not. Who are talking to?)


Then I listened to a voice message from Mr??? 

Hang on, I need to go back to my July entries to see what name I gave him. I think I just left it as he’s a good apple. I think he needs a name. Let me go have a quick check.


Yikes! That was difficult, I write a lot and I couldn’t find loads from Brighton this summer when I saw him last. 


Side note, Coach Renee has suggested that I go back to read old entries to observe where I have changed, and where I’m still in a loop. I need to do that by Wednesday so if I find the entries then,I may even come back here to edit. 

Don’t hold your breath LOL


I know a lot of good Apples. Men who are gems 💎 I could go down naming them in the world of apples. Pink Lady, Bramble, Russet etc. I won’t , I’ll get confused. He’s Spanish and has lived in loads of places. Not original, but we’ll call him Mr.Malibu


Side note, I think I want to go back to drinking. This T total life is a bit dull. BUT I did always say that I need to loose this insulation and then I can get back to the occasional drink. 

A  Malibu and coke now if I could and an Advocaat at Christmas. It’s not a vegan friendly drink so I have not had that bad boy in 16 years. It’s a yummy sweet creamy drink. 


Motivation to loose weight. I’ll come back to that. 


Ok! Mr. Malibu is away on business right now with a time difference. I reached out to him because he’s a wizard with AV, recording, computer stuff and the lot. 


The principal of the school needs his help and he said that he can next week! Yeah! Win win. I love getting good people together. So last night I left him a rambling message ending the call with the fact that I miss him. I love all my friends and miss them but some I miss more than others! Especially if I never see them.


Yes that’s also you Mr.Glastonbury. Go back and read June 2025 if I did write about him. (I think) He’s another great Apple who I never see.


So Mr.Malibu started his message back with he misses me too. A few hours later he called me and we caught up. ISH. He did his part and then once I started rambling he actually fell asleep. OMG! I’m in stitches even now thinking about it. I said, are you still there…, he woke up. I told him to rest, he said my voice is very soothing which made me laugh some more. He and his girlfriend are trying to get pregnant. Let’s send them good baby vibes. 


Then my housemate who’s having his monthly period. He is a man, he is not bleeding. Call it astrology, retrograde. Call it what you want. Sometimes he is sooo off! That’s been all week. Anyways he offered to make Sunday roast. It was good. 


At about 4pm I decided it’s time to get off this fat ass and walk. My step count on the phone before leaving the house was 60 steps. Hysterical too. - I could go back to wearing the OURA ring but I’m trying to not have Bluetooth and WiFi stuff so close to my body. 


Yes I’m aware I’m in a bath, holding this phone that is 5 inches away from my body. 


Ok! So I left the blinking house with my cashmere hat and scarf. Only the best for moi and my new LLB down jacket from vinted. 


I did 13.5 thousand steps today! Well done me! 👏 


On my walk I finished a great podcast with Joe Rogan and Dr. Peter McCullough. He spoke of a million things and reminded me that one of the best ways to release toxins is sweat. That’s the reason I have a sauna. 


So I came home, turned the sauna on to heat up, it takes ages, I vacuumed, did a few things and spent the next hour breaking a sweat. 


This play by play is beginning to sound boring and now and my fingers are staring to hurt. Can you explain why they are still shrivelled up despite not being in the water? They are holding this phone.??


Final bits,, you’ll be disappointed to know that I didn’t have Hope’s funeral. That will happen. I actually want to get a match box, write something on paper and then maybe float it. 


Options are The Thames (so easy), Regents canal, Hampstead Heath pond, St James park pond, shit the pond near me! Yes!


Actually the Thames is best.


Lastly in the next few entries I’ll give you an update on dementia dad and depressed sister. Both are doing well. 


The below is what he (my dad) sent his ex-wife and 3 kids. He’s a good apple too. (Shame about all that trauma crap but hay ho!)


Happy Diwali to my dearest family.

May our home shine with warmth, love, and unity. Bringing health, laughter, and prosperity.


Happy Diwali all x



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