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Thursday, 3 September 2015

Ta da



On National Cycle to Work Day I cycle to work. Ta da.

L swims and then sends me an email of open water swims. Which I initially assume she has sent to the wrong person but no, it is because she fancies the Solent Swim. Which says it is between two and a half and three miles, presumably depending on the current and how many boats you have to avoid.

Tennis tonight and I dig out the yellow-ist of all the tennis balls I have. It could be a dark one, the nights are creeping in rapidly. Apparently it’s also Nottingham Tennis Centre's 25th anniversary this weekend.

It's not a bad game but I refuse to play a third set. Two is quite enough thank you.

L runs there and then we take the dogs to the pub. The dogs do like their pub.

(Thursday 3rd September)

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