Tuesday sees Wayne Rooney in Derby to sign a deal to become
a player-coach at the club. This seems totally insane and makes a mockery of our youth policy. I
also hate to think what it is costing but the club says it isn't costing anything because the sponsors
are paying. I’m not sure that’s allowed... Oh and he's not even coming until January. At least he might actually be able
to get in to our team unlike Ashley Cole last season.
The weather allows me to get in two days cycling in this week on Wednesday
and Thursday. While the rain even stays away for tennis on Thursday. Where it is strange
not to have to dry the court out before we play.
We now have a new improved taller dog gate installed at home and, so far, no-one's jumped it. The dog trouble comes on the morning walk instead. I
thought the Lad had expired after he hung himself with his halti
having a fit at another dog. He suddenly stopped having said fit at said dog and seemed to stop
breathing. It took him a while to recover but he’s fine now and he hasn’t learnt
from the experience.
L has personal training at 8am on Friday, so I am asked to kick her out of bed nice and early. This involves moving the Lad first before I can find her, as he has taken to sleeping between us. I just hope her hip, ankle and elbow are up to it. She says she’s ready for a nice, quiet, relaxing holiday. Ah. No camping, no dogs and no me then.
L has personal training at 8am on Friday, so I am asked to kick her out of bed nice and early. This involves moving the Lad first before I can find her, as he has taken to sleeping between us. I just hope her hip, ankle and elbow are up to it. She says she’s ready for a nice, quiet, relaxing holiday. Ah. No camping, no dogs and no me then.
Her PT hunk has her boxing which she loves. So I
will have to watch my step.
To keep her sweet I invest some money in making our holiday fit the bill of
‘nice, quiet and relaxing’. No, not a hotel. I buy a new double roll up mat to
sleep on, which the dogs will love, a new light for the
tent and a new gas stove because the old one keeps wobbling over.
L keeps using this as an excuse to set fire to the tent.
I had offered her a campervan but even L’s gone off that idea after seeing all the Scottish flood scenes
on TV and she's had visions of it bobbing
away down a torrential river with us in it.
(Friday 9th August)
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