So, in June the hospital prescribed another heart drug, which does seem to be helping a bit. I don't seem to be quite so breathless around the house, and I can get to the bus stop without too much discomfort. My health otherwise has been a bit iffy; I broke a tooth (I think the drugs have affected my teeth; they're incredibly sensitive); and I got an infection in my throat which needed antibiotics.
I cooked paella and bread, square Victoria sponge, lemon pavlova and a fabulous cake with spiced syrup. Bex and I ate out once, at the Old Brewery in Greenwich. We had a sharing platter of whitebait, crab and smoked salmon. Delicious.
Did more in the way of culture. Two concerts at the Naval College chapel, a baroque ensemble, and harps with singers, both lovely. The June opera on the Woolwich big screen was Nabucco, with Placido Domingo I'm the title role; and we went to a new opera, Banished, at the Blackheath Conservatoire, but left at the interval. It was too shrill. (Blame it on modern music).
We got a new Venetian blind for the kitchen, which Tor helped me to install. It looks clean and fresh. The old one was in a real state.
Tim Peake landed safely back on earth, and we had a strawberry moon on the night of the summer solstice.
I read two books and have started several more. Notably, I began James Joyce's Ullysses on Bloomsday, and an actually enjoying it. Reading has taken a back seat to knitting this month, though.
Finally, the country went to the polls again to vote on the EU referendum. Shockingly, we voted to leave, which has triggered all sorts of political upheavals. As the month ends, we are waiting to see who will lead BOTH our main parties. Watch this space.
