I had planned to make my running come back at this morning’s Wollaton Park Easter 10k but my health and my achilles are probably not up to it. L decides she’s not up to it either, so we stay in bed. It's a shame to skip it as someone seems to have thrown out all our Easter 10k mugs and we could really do with some replacements... maybe next year.
Later we head over to Manchester to visit the new mega slimline Daughter. I pick a pub out of the beer guide which turns out to be nothing special and the food service turns out to be very slow. Their speciality are Calzone pizzas with odd fillings, which we all have but I'm not sure we’ll be back.
(Monday 6th April)