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Showing posts with label chips. Show all posts
Showing posts with label chips. Show all posts

Wednesday, 25 February 2015

All Revved Up



I'm on the bike today in pretty grotty conditions but it has to be pretty full out training now for next weekend.

Come the evening MD is looking very revved up for his return to dog training and I’m expecting a big performance from him tonight. L describes it as if he's been caged all week and been fed a diet of chocolate, chips and coke. Well he has been caged at the kennels but I’d hope he hasn’t been fed on the national diet, which doesn’t seem to rev the general populace up.

Thing is although I undoubtedly have a lively dog at training tonight, he is getting everything right. So I can’t complain really.

I meet L afterwards in the Masons, she’s been visiting friends in Mickleover. 

(Wednesday 25th February)

Thursday, 21 November 2013

A Bit Of A Cough



On the bus again because my health isn’t great. Cough cough.

L questions whether I’ll be able to breathe during squash tonight. Of course not but then I always struggle to breathe during squash. I’ve just got a bit of a cough and sore throat. It won’t hold me back.

My opponent is as well as me e.g not very. Both of us are wheezing and reaching for drinks every few points.

Then at 2-1 down and into a fourth game, my knee gives way and I retire at the end of the fourth game. At least we're in the pub early.

L again walks the boys home after running with the Sweatshop people. The boys seems thrilled when I pre-warn them but then they’re probably just thinking of all the discarded chips they’ll find along the way. I meet her at home after lubricating the sore throat with Navigation Stout.

(Thursday 21st November)