L rings her boss on Monday morning and finds out he has no plans to turn up at work so she stays at home and joins me at Sainsbury’s. Cycling is back on as the pantomime is over but the curtains are still up making visibility difficult. It also takes a while to get there as there’s been a lot of rain overnight and the road through Thulston to my Dad's is flooded. Afterwards the Exeter is quiet and has stopped doing food by the time we arrive. It shuts totally at 9pm but we are done by then.
L is at PT on Tuesday and then in work for the first time in three weeks. It’s nice and crisp on the park but then the weather descends into some crap snow/sleet/hail/rain. The Lad has a good night out as dog training restarts.
On Wednesday morning it’s -5 degrees outside, so I save L from herself and from breaking something by doing an early run on the ice by throwing my body on top of hers. I feel it is my duty to protect her from such harm. She supposed to be at Wollaton Book Club this morning not in A & E.
It stays very cold and icy all week but L manages to 7k on Friday morning. That’s heroic.
We expect all of Saturday’s Parkruns to be iced off and they are apart from Wollaton. This means there are over 500 there. I take it easy on my comeback after my latest injury, tiptoeing around the ice and finishing in a leisurely 31 minutes. After which I am in Aston to visit my Dad where we can’t watch Derby’s FA Cup game at Leyton Orient because bizarrely it’s been scheduled at 6pm for North American TV or it was because it is then postponed due to a frozen pitch. We are in the Plough later.
Sunday is a leisurely family stroll on the park. Yes, Daughter joins us. Then we all go for breakfast cobs at the Wollaton.
(Sunday 12th January)
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