Fell long short of my Monday mileage target of eleven miles, which is fine – the objective is to get the weekly total out and I find it preferable to get as much done on Monday as possible.

I seem to have evolved a late-evening habit of reading Wodehouse for half an hour before bed, a habit that places me in another room from screens and therefore something to be cherished.

This week a childhood friend passes through. One hopes for an evening or two of music and absurdity.