Hull

On Monday L sticks with the Aqua Aerobics and follows it with a swim. I’m at cycling followed by a trip to my Dad’s. 

The jinx, Son, gets in touch and says he wants to come with us to the match on Friday. It’ll be great to see him but we are such good form with just one defeat in seven. His timing is terrible. 

On Tuesday L meets one of her friends in Derby but the other is ill. Then afterwards she meets her Mum. Later the Lad and I are dog training. 

L is at physio on Wednesday and then in the gym. In the evening, she again walks with her friend instead of yoga so that her friend’s husband can have the house to himself. The Lad gets to go with them and dines out on Wotsits. I’m out in Derby with my friend from school, in the Alexandra and then in the Exeter for Pie Three. That’s three mini pies with chips. 

L is in Derby on Thursday and so am I but only for lunch in the Brunswick with my ex-colleague. 

Friday is Good Friday and the previously mentioned end to our good run as Son joins us for the 12:30 kick off against Luton. L comes over to say hi as a gap in Son’s diary is a rare event. As predicted Derby lose and are now just out of the bottom three on goals scored. 

Afterwards L and I with the Lad head to Hull for the Easter weekend where we are slightly delayed by an accident on the M62. We are staying at the Holiday Inn on the Marina which is a nice location but we struggle to find a decent pub and end up on beer and chips back at the hotel. 

Saturday is of course Parkrun at East Park in Hull where they have the Mick Ronson guitar memorial.  

It’s a two-lap course which including a dip in the lake on each circuit for the Lad. Our time is an impressive 26 minutes which could have been 25 minutes had we stayed focussed and avoided the lake. L, the injured one, park walks. 

Afterwards we have bacon rolls and coffee at the Pavilion café then it's back to the hotel to warm up. Later we do a walk around Hull that includes the Wilberforce monument, an independent bookshop and a record shop on the market that has a piece on every famous person from Hull. 

After a bit more research we find a decent pub, the White Hart, where we have a few beers before once again food back at the hotel. 

After a walk around the Marina on Sunday we head home via the Humber Bridge while back in Nottingham, Daughter takes a friend swimming in Colwick Lake. I wonder if they’ll be a convert or not…

 Back home we do a joint gym before a night in.

(Sunday 20^th April)