Courgettes With Everything

L kicks off retirement with a day of cleaning and washing the net curtains. That’s retirement on speed. 

Fitness wise she starts off the week with a run on Monday and PT at David Lloyds on Tuesday. I have a very tough cycling session as there are just twelve of us in the group. We seem to cycle faster to make up for the missing people.   

Tuesday is her boozy evening Book Club. I again pick her up afterwards but I think this time she’s managed to stop them continually topping her glass up. I listen to Derby beat West Brom on penalties in the League Cup with a reserve side. 

L runs again on Wednesday and comes to us on the park all hot and sweaty. It’s an impressive sight and it’s a shame I’ve got to be on my daily morning work call in half an hour. Luckily Daughter is about to start a stint dog sitting for a friend, so we have the house to ourselves for a whole week. My devious plans fail on Wednesday as my seduction meal of Hake in Roquefort cheese with grilled courgettes clearly doesn’t work. Naturally I blame the courgettes. However, I get Friday nights on both Thursday and Friday. Result. 

L runs again on Thursday and is with her other PT on Friday. Then from another man she heads off to another dog as she’s meeting up with Daughter who is of course on dog sitting duties. 

Saturday’s parkrun is at Clifton where we grab a quick coffee before I head off for an early 12:30 kick off where Derby lose a ridiculous game 5-3 to Coventry. We’re in the Plough later, avoiding the bus to Stapleford after last week's slobbery debacle. 

On Sunday as the lake at Colwick is closed because of an algae scare, L and Daughter swim at Spring Lakes. The Lad and I do a walk around the lake and watch the wake boarding/water skiing which I sort of fancy a go at but I’m sure I’d just keep falling in the water. 

Our evening meal on Sunday is courgettes stuffed with keema curry and yet courgettes keep coming.

(Sunday 17^th August)