The end of the cycling/running/triathlon season combined
with a whole plethora of injuries does have its advantages I suppose. Saturday
nights out and free Sundays.
These have to include the obligatory park session with the
boys of course. Then as L hits the gym and goes shopping, I get to re-felt shed
room. Joy... but necessary. To think I missed out and going underwear shopping
with L for that. Sigh.
Then I cut grass for the last time this year. Yes it’s a bit
late perhaps but the weather has been so foul. The council of course has long
since stopped collecting garden waste so in the normal bin it goes, they only
have themselves to blame.
(Sunday 10th November)
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