After four days away, it was good to be home, sleep in my own bed, even if I woke up covered in cats.
Or cat.
But it was a Saturday, and that meant a day of phys.
I could have bailed as i did 40,000 steps over four days away, but if I were to skip a session, then that could be a slippery slope.
Jools had booked swimming, so I could go to the gym, and plod on at my own pace. Not that we race each other.
So, after coffee, we were on our way to Whitfield, I made my way upstairs, while Jools went to the changing rooms downstairs.
I had listened to all current podcasts when away, so I listened to an old Parallel Universe as I puffed away.
Once done, with Jools planning on going to the sauna and having a shower, I went to the car and drove to Tesco to get some fruit and veg.
And filled the tank up.
A text to Jools to say I was done, so when I got back to the sports centre, she was coming down the steps. She hopped in and we drove home, all tasks done for the day.
Once back we put the shopping away, make a brew and feed Scully again.
Before breakfast, I went for a walk along to the street to snap flowers in bloom before the rain arrived.
Just as well I did as rain did arrive before lunch, by which time I was shave, showered and dressed again.
On the walk, the Alexanders had began to flower, so I snapped them. That was about if for the new flowering plants, but many more to come soon.
Lunch was stir fry and chicken, so to have fibre into us, and that was it as the afternoon turned towards football.Norwich were on the telly, playing Blackburn. A piss poor game, but Norwich scored twice late on to take the points and move four places up the table.
Then onto the sofa with Scully to listen to the main batch of games, before it was rugger bugger time, with England playing Wales.Could Wales find their old form?
No.
England dominated, and were 29-0 up at half time.
So it goes. So it goes.
A quiet beer and some peanuts in the evening, and that another day at the coalface done.
Phew.
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