Family Politics

Monday is a Bank Holiday, so that’s two lie-ins in two days. Nice. After still doing the normal Monday shop at Sainsbury’s, I cut the lawns at Aston followed by a pint with my Dad in the Harrington at Thulston. 

After PT on Tuesday L heads off to Mickleover because her brother is sending someone to collect the rest of his stuff to be sent to his new home in Columbia. In the evening Derby go out of the League Cup to Barrow on penalties continuing our proud tradition of losing to lower league sides in the cups. It’s slightly embarrassing but that’s what you get when you don’t take these competitions seriously.

On Wednesday Dog training is back from it’s summer break but just for one week for the Lad and I as we’re then off on holiday for a fortnight. It’s a calm reintroduction just doing the basics meaning the Lad doesn’t get to do any of the five tunnels on offer.

There’s no tennis on Thursday so we do a joint but not joint gym session. Then, as we’ve been doing for several evenings, we listen to Family Politics by John O’Farrell which is a lot duller than he made out at his talk and frankly quite annoying. It drives us to drink, a rather nice Mount Ventoux red with a picture of cyclist Tom Simpson on the front of it. Which is perfect for watching the Vuelta which is on at the moment.

We aren’t seeing much of Daughter at the moment but she does pop home occasionally from a secret location somewhere for a shower and a change of clothes.

L has extra PT on Friday as she will miss some sessions while we’re away. On Saturday we run Poolsbrook parkrun with L’s sister followed by bacon sandwiches at the park café. It’s also the Lad’s fourth parkrun in a row as I get used to new hand held lead rules. Meanwhile the 1,000th event at Bushy Park pulls 6,000 runners. Then Derby put in their best performance so far this season to beat Bristol City 3-0. We stay in as we’re off away on Sunday. 

(Saturday 31^st August)