Well, That’s It

L has quite a running week. 5k on Monday morning, then 3k on both Tuesday and Thursday mornings and of course Parkrun on Saturday. Along with a few gym sessions, three swims indoors and one outdoors at Colwick on Sunday. So fit. 

I have my Monday cycling of course and... well, that’s it apart from Parkrun. 

L treats me to a night out on Tuesday and it’s a book event at Nottingham’s New Library. It’s called ‘Genre Wars: Romance v Crime’ and it’s a bit of a competition over which genre is best. I feel L and I line up on different sides here. 

There are three authors of romantic novels - Cathy Bramley, Milly Johnson and Lucy Diamond who are up against three authors of crime fiction - T.M. Logan, Mark Edwards and K.L. Slater. It’s a bit of a worry that the crime authors hide behind initials and don’t have real names. Are they all criminals?  I wonder but we are allowed to call them Tim and Kim, which is almost as confusing. 

It’s a fun night and I am instantly a fan of Mark Edwards. If I ever pick up another book it ought to be one of his. 

Afterwards L and I pop in the Canalhouse to discuss who won and most of the authors follow us. We are too shy to talk to them of course and sit in the corner like a couple of secret groupies. 

On Wednesday, we go to pick up L’s computer from her office and anything else she'd still got there. 

Towards the end of the week we pick up the Iranian Siege audiobook that we started but have now had quite a long break from. 

On Saturday we Parkrun at Wollaton and then I take my Dad to a pre-season friendly against Atromitos, a Greek side I’ve never heard of. I take him for a beer in the Harrington afterwards before heading back home to meet up with L who has been getting in the third of those indoor swims and of course a gym session before we adjourn to the Plough as usual.

 (Sunday 3^rd August)