Ran my miles, more than a minute faster than yesterday; clearly I benefit from not having the stress of Holy Week hanging over my head and curtailing my sleep. No coffee at first, cos Margaret and I went to Oxford together for the morning. We had a start at Love Coffee, then picked up a notebook for Margaret at Scriptum, a pencil sharpener at Objects of Use, then we investigated Blackwell’s (but found nothing that moved us in the Religion section as it’s now constituted). The sun shone, the temperature moderated pleasantly, and we headed home for lunch and dogs. A man could get used to a low-expectations retired lifestyle.