Deirdre Geraghty

Having come downstairs late l am trying to function and finding it very difficult in this humidity. I have things to do and the clock is going around and I am having trouble getting started. I have a dear friend coming tomorrow and I haven’t tidied up for a few days in this heatwave. I’m sure she would understand but I hope not to give her that situation where there’s no place to sit.

I must reset my alarm on my bedside clock. I have overslept today again. It’s another hot day and I suppose I should consider going into shorts when at home. It feels like a faff to have to shave my legs though. And it doesn’t look so good with my slippers on. And, to be honest, I don’t feel very safe even at home in just a dress.

It’s very hard to breathe in this humid weather. I have COPD and asthma and extremes of weather make my life very difficult even though in the grander scheme of things it’s not that hot. It’s 24 or thereabouts. Taken both of my inhalers and I will just have to try to get on with things.

I woke early and, on checking my phone, I discovered my email isn’t working. I cleared out lots of old emails but unsure if that means I will now get my expected emails.

I don’t feel too well this morning. Not quite with it. I’m probably just tired as I have only just got up and it’s a little hot in here but I will have some breakfast and take it easy.

Whilst it is absolutely awful to see people being bombed and killed and maimed l must confess that I, for one, would like to see regime change in Iran. People, many of whom claim to be devout in one religion or another, mistreating others, quite often in the name of their religion. But whether it is change by any means – well, that’s up for discussion!

I don’t think I have ever been so happy as I am now. All those years and spells in psychiatric hospitals, I used to think that I might get through it to a better place and here I sit with bedroom television on and I am warm and well fed and nobody bullying me!

It’s nearly 8.30 – l am upstairs – just about to have breakfast in bed (an apricot yoghurt, a punnet of strawberries and two latte mugs of coffee with lids in a mesh basket) – and Trevor Phillips about to start on the television – I do enjoy Sundays.

I am only just out of bed having caught up on some of my missing sleep. The Trooping the Colour is on the television but I have seen it all before although probably not with the King. When I am a little more awake I will see what else I can put on in the background. I usually read my New Statesman on a Saturday.

I woke up hearing that Israel had carried out pre-emptive strikes against Iran. Having been to the loo and fetched a cold drink of water l watched on the news channels. It is pretty worrying and as I am aware an Engineer is coming first thing l decided to dress and come downstairs where I can follow what is happening and possibly doze in the armchair.