What a difference a day can make

I nearly used an image of my Wordle effort from today as a follow on from yesterday’s post “I find being patient hard sometimes”, where I shared my poor effort as an example of how I was struggling that day. Any slightly astute reader (and all my regular readers are astute, naturally!) could see I was feeling down yesterday.

This morning, though, what a difference a day can make! I did indeed fly to a Wordle solution in three lines, as well as a Nerdle one in three lines too (a first for me).

Why the change? As with any ups and downs in our feelings, it can be difficult to pinpoint what creates the shift, but perhaps sharing my day yesterday may have a couple of thoughts of value.

To being, every year for the last several years I have joined a dear (English) friend on the other side of London to watch the Scotland vs England Rugby match in a pub. This year they invited me to first come to watch their old Rugby Club play a match before moving into their clubhouse to watch Scotland vs England.

To begin this, though, we met at a railway station in the area and took a thirty-five-minute walk across to the ground. This was a great start, as before the end of last year my friend was laid up in great pain with their back, allied to which they have a historical knee injury. To see them walk with ease that distance was…