Dogging is on. Which seems to please L more than me. I’m the one who has to go stand in a rapidly freezing field while she seems to get excited at the prospect of going wild with the hoover while the house is dog free. She is a girl of simple pleasures.
Which is probably why she’s also excited at the prospect of being all alone in the house with the fresh uncut crusty loaf I’ve just bought.
I enter next year’s ITU World Triathlon in Leeds despite the fact it was such an unmitigated disaster last year. They have promised to do better. L says she’ll support and do her own sprint event around the shops.
(Monday 28th November)