Deermageddon

It's the time of year when the deer are a bit frisky. Well, the female ones anyway. So at the start of the week we find that our park entrance is locked due to a deer attack that took place near it. We end up going for a longer walk via the main entrance but still manage to make it out our usual exit on Sutton Passeys without getting attacked. The next day we do a completely different route in case the gate is locked again. 

Monday is a scotch egg free cycling session as the kitchen at the Exeter is being refurbished.

L, being the cultured one in our relationship, is at Derby Cathedral on Tuesday with her friends. They’re also in the book cafe obviously.

While Wednesday sees me forever opening the front door as five parcels are delivered. Three for L, two for Daughter, none for me.

In the evening I up my Grand Prix training and run 9k with the Lad while L is at a new yoga class. My knees whinge and moan about it but at their age I suppose they’re entitled to. They do say you should listen to your body but mine is always moaning.

By Thursday Deermageddon seems to have blown over and we are back to our normal walk. At least for now.

England draw 1-1 with Denmark at the Euros then I’m at the Harrington in Thulston with my Dad.

After work on Friday we head to Coventry for a weekend away. We stay in the dog friendly and cycle themed Hotel Indigo which is near the train station where we park. We spend the evening in the Triumph Brewhouse which is in the student area on some really strong craft ales.

Which is ideal preparation for Parkrun the next day which is held on War Memorial Park. Now War Memorial Park is where we swear they used to hold every running race in the Coventry area regardless of its length. They’d just add extra laps to make up the distance. So it’s somewhat appropriate that this is where Parkrun is. Two laps obviously.

We have a post-run coffee in the park and then go to O’Toole’s cafe in Earlsdon for breakfast where it says dogs eat for free. Then it’s back to the hotel to fresh up before a tour of Coventry that takes in the cathedral, the Godiva statue, the city walls and the canal basin. Yes, Coventry has a canal. We also check out somewhere called Hops D’amour (a pub obviously) and the Old Windmill (a pub not a windmill) where they do Old Peculiar and Yorkshire Pudding Ale but neither are in good shape. Sadly we don’t find any food in these places so we eat back at the hotel.

In the morning L hits the hotel gym and we walk the Lad on War Memorial Park. There’s no avoiding the place. Then we head off to meet Son and his missus in their new abode. We all go for lunch at the Red Lion on Ansty Road.

(Sunday 23^rd June)