Groupies

It’s a varied weekend.

On Saturday morning we drop L’s parents off at Trowell Services as they head off on another one of their cruises. Then in the afternoon I’m at the match where Derby lose again, this time to Middlesbrough.

While I’m out the Lad has one of his groupies round, L’s sister. I think we need to start charging, if only to pay for the collars, leads and haltis he’s going through. Two more new haltis have just arrived, for him to eat his way through.

On Sunday, in the afternoon no less,  we go see a documentary film about the Faroe Islands called ‘The Islands And The Whales’. They hunt whales in the Faroes for food but not only is this not very good for them because of the amount of pollution in the sea but they also now have environmentalists on their case.  

 

 (Sunday 22^nd April)

Totally Nailed It

I’m in London again today for yet another meeting. Thankfully it’s a late start so we cruise, more or less, through the traffic which wouldn’t have been the case if the planned tube strike had gone ahead. Thankfully they seemed to forget what they were striking about and called it off.

The meeting itself is brief and goes well. It is so brief that we have chance to nip to their other site so that I can show my colleague what we’ve done there and we’re still out of London well before rush hour. We cruise past Luton and then stop for a quick snack.

Then just when we think we’ve totally nailed it we hit Kegworth, just twenty minutes from home, and barely move for over an hour. My colleague who is driving tries to find a different route. Never works... doesn’t work. We’re that long L suspects we’re in the pub but sadly, no. She’ll have to start our night in without me.

(Thursday 5^th October)

An Unexpected Excursion

After last night’s tough velodrome session the legs are still throbbing away as they do an unexpected Monday excursion to work by bike because L needs the car today to pick her folks up from their cruise.

The bus was tempting but I have a marathon to train for and I now have two consecutive days in the car coming up.

I’m not sure who looks in the worst state tonight at dog training, myself or MD, who looks shattered (or injured) but he still gives his all at training. 

(Monday 10^th July)