Not a great weekend for me, sadly.
First the weekness and aching has been slowly increasing, so that in itself is poor. I did have quite a lot I wanted to do for Mum & Dad in the garden, while the weather holds ... so wasn't looking forward to that! However Tim & Claire popped in over lunch and stayed a few hours, so as well as being great to see them, it meant I had a bit of a rest. That made it easier to cope with the day, even though I didn't get much of the things done that needed to be done.
Then, of course the main sadness is that James was in England and I wasn't going to be seeing him. He was at a convention and I really can't cope with group things like that, even for James. So I had sadly opted not to go. As it turns out, with less work I couldn't have afforded it (although if it had been one of James' days I would have begged, borrowed or stolen!) I am also glad that I didn't have to do the travelling .... so that was easier for my body.
As I hadn't aimed to go to see James, I had said I would play at Bude's orchestra concert .... however I had to pull out of playing as the playing, as well as the travelling, would have been far too much.
So, all in all, a tough time.