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Wednesday 15 August 2012

The Wrong Socks

My feet as well blistered after last night’s run. The wrong socks I think (again). The socks I used are only good for 10k. 13k is clearly beyond them.

L has surprised me by purchasing a Blackberry. Which she may already be regretting, as it’s a frustrating little thing. I don’t think I’ll be getting one. I’m sure she’ll get the hang of it though and then she’ll be able to show Son how to answer his.

I meet up with the old-school crowd after work and we have a night of comparing Olympic moments as we’ve all been down to London. For saying none of us got tickets in the initial ballot, we’ve all been resourceful enough to snag some for something in the later sales.

(Wednesday 15th August)

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