Lumbered

I’m on the bike today, L’s in the pool. We’re both ahead of schedule and I end up at work well early and L gets in a full 40 lengths. I fear we must have missed something off our schedules this morning.

L is also home early but that is to meet the four hundredth plumber (slight exaggeration) who will attempt to fix our leaky bathroom toilet. The by-product of L being home is a lot of ball chucking for MD. Who is well tired and rubbish at training.

I am lumbered with a load of paperwork from the old club secretary, most of which may well be going in the recycling.

(Tuesday 17^th June)