I'm not pregnant but could I have a jar of pickled eggs and a jar of gherkins please...
The shopping list arrives.
L is hobnobbing with her work’s resident triathlete (and, shock horror, a smoker), chatting about tri training and brick sessions. All of which means that L is tempted with the Long Course Weekend in Tenby next year, just so she can brag about it. I’ve already mentioned this might be one of my target events for next year.
Looks like she might have a training partner for it.
(Monday 20th July)