Finally, Bolsover

I have my car booked in to the local Middleton Garage on Monday to have some new tyres and the annoying rattle it's developed fixed. Then I skip cycling again to go see how my Dad is getting on with his carers. 

Wollaton Park is locked on Tuesday morning, we have no idea why. L is at PT then has lunch with her Mum before a meeting with Co-Op Funeral Service. I’m at dog training. 

I have lunch in the Brunswick with my ex-colleague on Wednesday. They have a new offering of Steak and Stilton pie which I wash down with Cherry Stout. Very nice. L is then at yoga with Daughter. 

L keeps up her Thursday's in Derby and has lunch with her Mum just without the trip to the care home, who seem to have misplaced her Dad’s false teeth. 

After three days of trying, I finally get through to my Dad’s GP in Alvaston who claim that he’s now no longer in their area despite being with them since they relocated there in the 1980s. They do reluctantly send a doctor out to see him while telling us we need to find a new GP. I drive over to meet the doctor. 

In the evening L and I run 6.5k with the Lad, managing to get part of the run on the park before it shuts. We are still in training for the Bolsover 10k because it hasn’t happened yet after being postponed in December. It is now this Sunday.

On Friday, Derby County sack Paul Warne after eight defeats in a row. Maybe they still have time to save themselves from relegation. 

We do a new Parkrun on Saturday at Vicar Water. It’s a ‘nice’ tough course. Then I’m over at my Dad’s as usual as Derby draw 1-1 at Norwich. 

We have a rare AF Saturday night in as Sunday is at long last the Bolsover 10k for which we leave Lad at home. It’s an ok run but it’s always been a dull course which is why we’ve only done it two or three times ever although I was 3rd Lady Vet once (long story). We celebrate finally getting it done in the Plough that evening. 

(Sunday 9^th February)