Not a bad day after all

After the disappointing start,  the day hasn’t turned out too badly.
While Hubby was outside working in the garden, I got into housework.
Not only did I hoover, but I dusted AND polished, so the house smells nice and fresh.
I put bleach down the loo and all the sinks, and had a good cleaning session. I felt really good afterwards!
Then I had an hour’s session on the piano. I can’t remember the last time I played, probably before the lockdown, or maybe once since. I hit the old musical favourites, then my rendition of The Terminator theme which only had two bum notes today, then my exercises of Ode to Joy, The Spirit is Willing and My Grandfather’s Clock, finally finishing off feeling very melancholy with Mum’s Wind Beneath My Wings.
Dinner was chicken curry, to which I added peppers and a forlorn onion casualty from Hubby’s digging, topping it with coconut when I dished up.
We got the washing done and dry outside in a couple of hours because it was so blowy, then had three games of darts of which I won two.
Our neighbour has just let us know that a notice has gone up on FB about the geese. Apparently it is down to wildfowl enteritis, a highly infectious disease with a high mortality rate. Birds are affected within three days of exposure and it affects chicks through to adults. It doesn’t sound too good for the remaining flock.
We’ve checked as best as we are able and Maggie should be safe. She is unlikely to eat or chew on the carcass of a dead infected bird (one thing we’ve always be pleased about is that she’s not a ‘sweeper’), but we will still be avoiding the park. I just hope someone from the council comes along and clears up all the bird shit though because it’s everywhere.
Almost final walk time now. It’s still blowy and very cold, but not cold enough to put the heating on.  The insulation in these properties is amazing.