So much for a quiet Saturday.

I woke up early today, but later than the guys that arrived at 7:30 this morning to do a bit of work on Pádraig’s extension. I thought I had mixed up the days. I hadn’t. They were there digging, arranging, and putting in windows. It’s all coming together. It is truly incredible what so many people have been doing to make his return home possible.

Pádraig had a great day in Pforzheim today. Pat went out with him for a walk in town. It was a nice early autumn day. There was a brass band playing and people were doing their weekend shopping. They met loads of people they knew from the rehab centre also going for walks and doing a bit of shopping. They had a great time.

I did the half marathon in Dublin this morning together with several thousand other people and came in 60th in my age group – and I’m still wondering whether that good result was based on my performance or rather on the fact that the older you get, the fewer people of your age group will be around running with you?

Just 200 or 300 metres before the end, a young man o 23 collapsed and died. Out of the blue. Suddenly. I don’t know anything about him or his family, but it is such a terrible tragedy. My heart goes out to the parents and the family of this young man. May he rest in peace!

In the afternoon, Maria did the Liffey Swim. It’s probably the most special swim you can do in Ireland and it is a wonderful occasion to admire the capital city from a completely new perspective.

Just back from a brilliant dinner prepared by our best friends.

I am so tired, I can’t help it. Till tomorrow!