Sunday, March 29
Puotila beach, 11:07
I leaped out of bed and, a few household tasks later, went for a walk in the bright sunlight.
I walk down to the sea and along towards Puotila beach. A few other people walk along the shore, some with children and some with dogs. I stop to look at a wooden structure black against the sun. As I stop to look the temperature drops and within five minutes everything has changed.
My hands and face suddenly feel freezing and I turn round and walk home.
Later in the afternoon I will decide to go for a bike ride while Irma works, and I will cycle back here. This time I will cycle right to the end and discover a new public exercise ground; a kind of adult playground that has replaced the old wooden exercise beams.
In the evening I will listen to about five podcasts.