Now this might come as a great surprise to some, but today I learned something new, to me anyway.
It is well known, by me anyway, that my memory has begun to suffer catastrophic failures recently and I have learned, but then often forgotten, to write an idea down the minute it arrives.
And so it was today. A brief resume. I have forgotten not one but 3 sceances with the wonderful kine lady, Beatrice. Total blankout only popping back into memory minutes or hours later when it was too late to recover. So it was yesterday, I was convinced that it was Tuesday and thus not a kine day, so set off with his Lordship for a woodland ramble in the shade of the trees, then, on our return, a transformation of attire (none) to experience a lovely cooling 28 metres in the pond to add to the 28 in the morning. Not bad for someone who a couple of weeks ago couldnāt lift his arm above the sunrise.
So, there I was in relaxing apres nage mode in the chair watching the newts pop up for a gulp when, for no- reason at all, I glanced at the wonder watch replaced now on my wrist. What!! Wednesday? How did that happen? I was convinced it was Tuesday. 
Shortly afterwards I sent yet another gravelling apology to Wonder Woman along the lines of Jāai fait une erreur encore, desole, meme heure vendredi?. The reply was not as rapid as usual and les forgiving, simply OK, in place of several smileys. 
I think Iād better turn up tomorrow with a small bunch of flowers. 
So, what is the joyful news? I had a brilliant idea, I would set my beloved Doro fliptop phone to alarm me at 1600 tomorrow, well enough time to stop what I am doing and still make it for 5. Thatās cheerful, but thereās more, not only will it do that but it can do it on every Monday, Wednesday and Friday, in perpetuity, that should do it, even if I develop immortality. 
But thereās more. This morning I brought my phone along and left it in the car while I shopped and spent some time with friends in the coffee shop. At midday, as I returned to the car, the alarm rang, the daily signal to reply and tell the world I am still alive, so I cancelled it and prepared to sms my friend the usual āokā. But as I finished a message popped up on the screen which said ādo you want to turn the phone on now?ā Took me a moment to realise that the phone does not need to be turned on for the alarm to work. Wonders will never cease and if you smartie users donāt already know, this phone is supposed to be stupid, not smart. 
What a revelation, I will never miss a rdv ever again.
Unless I forget to set the alarm, of course.
I am within acceptable limits on most things but like many of us could benefit from losing a bit of weight, doing some exercise and eating more rabbit food!
