This morning after breakfast, I went downstairs and read the paper. Chris took at walk, and then we met at the Gentle Yoga class. The leader was a women who didn't know the exercises, and between them she had had to refer to a paper each time. It wasn't as good as the regular woman's leadership, but we did get some useful exercise in. Back at the apartment we both had a nap, until it was lunch time. we had that, and came back to the apartment. I read in the first of the French books Kaye has sent me, of Patricia Briggs in French. I can always look up what I can't make out, in the English version. I got to only page 110, so there's a long way to go yet. We talked to Kaye, more about the sand coming in under the door of the new house. She was in a hurry to get some shopping done, so I didn't talk to her long. It seems to me that this is a problem the builder should take care of. I hope she asks him to do it. I don't think I had time to tell her that, but I will next time we talk. I went for a walk, down to Jefferson St. and back. It took me half an hour, and I was ready for a rest. We listened to the news on TV, and the oil spill in the gulf is still the main topic of it, plus the attempted bombing that was threatened in Times Square in New York. I think it's good they did find the man that was responsible for it, and that should at least put some fear into anyone who thinks of doing something like that. The other news was on the election of a new Prime Minister in Great Britain. I don't care for anyone running for public office, and not wearing a tie, along with his suit!