Wednesday 22 July

No exercise today, unless you call sitting in a car gently flexing the right ankle on the accelerator pedal as the car cruised from Cornwall, or listening, when passengers (a surf-tired son and daughter) snoozing, stimulating conversation in pause mode, to King Lear, that work of tragi- comic genius so arresting, so multi-faceted, so brilliant that it even rivals the conversation of the said son and daughter. Must remember not to resign the cares of state and give them everything...

Cornwall review: exercise 6/10 (running, sand-shifting, surfing all OK. No yoga, not enough stretching other than Achilles). Abstinence 5/10 (no alcohol, two drags on a brother-in-law's fag, no caffeine, no meat other than when I forgot that lasagne has mince in it, but some sugar and snacking sins (chocolate, two biscuits, some crisps, many more nuts than needed purely for selenium)). Fun 10/10.

The wheel has come full circle...

A steady £300 today, thank you, total to £11,613.33 (still looking for that merciful, rounded donor who gives £1.67 or any multiple of £5 with £1.67 added...).