Responsible Kids?

Harvey Hadden are thankfully back to three lanes for our 6am morning swim. The swim is good apart from all the half marathon induced aches.

Doggo seems to be constipated which most likely means he’s eaten something he shouldn’t have. So we’re all waiting (eagerly) for whatever it is to come out. I have checked all my clothes for missing sleeves etc but they all seem to be intact. So wonder what it will be? It’s almost exciting. I just hope the surprise isn't waiting for us in the kitchen when we get home tonight.

Daughter’s new job have signed her up into a pension scheme, Son’s new job have signed him up into a pension scheme. What’s the world coming to? (Almost) responsible kids paying into pension funds.

It’s the dog club committee meeting tonight and these meetings seem to get longer and longer now that we have got rid of the people who used to drag things out. Hmmm.

(Monday 20^th March)

Flat Hunting Or Not

We do the 6am morning swim again, which goes well although oddly they only initially open two lanes rather than the usual three and they are rammed. Eventually, when most people have already given up and gone, they open the third.

Last night Derby County sacked Steve McClaren again. Frankly, I’m speechless and it seems utterly ridiculous to me. Although I haven’t yet gotten my head around why they reappointed him in the first place. Actually I’ve still not gotten my head around exactly why they sacked Paul Clement, which was only last February but is now four managers ago. Next up apparently is Gary Rowett.Good luck Gary.

We were all keyed up for a flat viewing with Daughter tonight but that has now been put back to Wednesday. Luckily, this time I made sure to bring my gym kit just in case... I didn’t when the other one was cancelled last week.

So I do a session on the Watt Bike and then get home in time for another viewing which is scheduled for 7:30. However it appears that no one has told the tenant that they need to be there to let us in because they don't show up. Therefore, it’s a wasted journey. This flat hunting business isn’t going well so far.

(Monday 13^th March)

After The Music Stops

L and Daughter go for a morning swim together before L points her in the direction of the nearest tram stop and hence onto Manchester. 

We have our final committee meeting of the year tonight and the political manoeuvrings have been going on for months. A week ago it didn’t look like we’d even have the minimum eight people required to form a committee for next year and no Chairperson. It’s all a case of people will only stand if other people do (or don’t) stand... now, after the music stops, we have eleven people and even a nomination for Chair. 

(Monday 14^th November)

A Scrap Of Unoccupied Water

No squash again tonight, my opponent is injured again but at least he’s given me a bit of notice this week. Now I’ve just got to decide if I do something instead. The possibilities are endless but what is sensible given I have an event on Saturday. I consider a swim... if I can find a scrap of unoccupied water somewhere to attempt a few lengths in.

L's morning swim comes with the dilemma of which empty lane to go in... My evening swim is usually somewhat different but tonight all is relatively calm and I get my 50 lengths in without too many bruises.

L suggests that tonight could be Friday seeing as someone needs to be AF on the actual Friday. I had got home with the intention of booking the flights for this year’s skiing trip but that was before someone dragged me off to bed.

(Thursday 5^th March)