Wednesday 29th January - short post today

Today was routine lung function tests day. I'll say now that the results are more or less 'no change' from last time. I take this as good news, given that I have a progressive condition. (I'm not keen on suspense!)

It took about six hours or so, door to door; two hours driving to get there, two hours allowed for walking to and from the hospital, an early lunch, and doing the tests, and of course another two hours or so to get home. 

We've found a brilliant parking space through one of these companies that arrange for you to park in someone's drive. 

It's in a narrow little old street just off the Fulham road, which looks mostly unchanged from the 1800s. It still has what looks like the old gaslamps, presumably converted to electricity; you can see the bars at the top for the lamplighter to rest his ladder on when it was time to go up and light the gas;

Our space is at the left of the photograph. Ten minutes at my pace to the church, another fifteen minutes through the back streets to the hospital, and then ten minutes along the main road back to the car. What could be better!

Having a bath is always a bit tiring, and then following it up with the London trip has wiped me out for the rest of this evening. 

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The passage from Ecclesiastes 3 for tomorrow continues to be topical

Verse 8; a time to love and a time to hate, a time for war and a time for peace.