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Showing posts with label Wollaton Park deer. Show all posts
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Friday, 26 October 2018

This Isn't A Complaint


I walk boys this week and I come across one of those ‘moments’ that L keeps telling me about and that she dreads. The ones that MD takes exception to. 

Today he really didn’t like the lad on the scooter. It was nothing personal I’m sure, it was just that his chosen mode of transport didn't appeal. The Lad then took exception to MD taking exception as the Lad loves everything but in this case he was outvoted, as I hate scooters too.

Monday night I have the dentist, which takes ages as they are running late, again. This is despite their posh new facility or perhaps because of their posh new facility. We all now have to sign in using tablets, of which they only had two, their wifi seemed dodgy and the whole process seemed perhaps a bit over complicated but this is all progress. So I’m late for dog training.

Tuesday a deer escapes from Wollaton Park and they shoot it for rampaging around and causing damage. Which seems a bit harsh. They don't shoot dead the Saturday night drunks for doing the same thing do they?

Wednesday I’m on the bike and then dog training, while L and Daughter are again running. L has kindly left out an apple core for the Lad to power him though his training. It seems to work, so much so that I could have done with one myself so that I could keep up. Then I shovel this heaving mass of slobber back into its travel crate while I enjoy a much gentler session with MD.  

Thursday, the council come to collect our old carpets which we somehow have manage to keep dry for two weeks (as requested) while L has her tennis but I still have no squash.

Friday, I’m in the gym again which I think must have been student special day or something and the place was overrun by young women. This isn't a complaint by the way.

They were all dressed pretty much the same e.g. total leg cover combo-ed with a skimpy top. I find it odd that they seemingly don’t want to show any leg at all but are keen to show as much chest as possible. Of course, I’m a man, I’m not supposed to understand these things. I’m just supposed to pretend I haven’t noticed. 

(Friday 26th October)

Friday, 18 November 2016

The Whole Nottingham Caboodle



It’s cold and slightly icy today, so I take the bus.  

It's far too early to mention the C word but my brother does so anyway. He says he’s at his in-laws on the Fourth Sunday in December, so I shall invite my Mum and Dad round to us. L reckons we should be able to sandwich them in between Parkruns. 

Apparently there is a ******mas Eve one at Beeston, a ******mas Day one at Forest Rec, a New Year's Eve one at Rushcliffe and the Gedling-Colwick double header on New Year's Day. So that's the whole Nottingham caboodle in a week. The double header consists of one run at 9am and one at 10am with a bit of 'driving like a maniac' in between.

Now all I have to do is sort out the roast haunch of Wollaton Park deer for said Fourth Sunday.

Today isn’t apparently Black Friday but I am already getting the offers. It is actually next Friday but some companies seem to be running a Black Friday week.

After work I go to the gym at the velodrome for a quick trash on the Watt Bikes. L and the boys then walk up to meet my bus.

(Friday 18th November)