Tuesday 9th Jul

Up early for breakfast this morning as jay-le-taxi had to drop the eldest off one junction down the motorway, as she is off on a university visit with friends. Despite getting her up when she asked, and with her breakfast ready on the table, we were late. Why I don’t know, but I guess it’s just a female thing.

In the afternoon I take the bike out for an hour. As the weather is so warm it’s not long before I’m sweating, it was only a relatively short ride, albeit one taking in some lovely countryside. After last Friday’s ride when I avoided the steep hill near the end I decide I should tackle it today, but as I get closer I start to regret my decision. About halfway up and having already changed down through a number of gears, I wonder why I put myself through it, and as I close on the top I tell myself I won’t be doing it again this year. Though I’m not sure I believe that myself, despite my liberal coating of sweat and screaming thighs.

I’ve just put-up the ironing board when the eldest calls needing collecting, so off goes jay-le-taxi. On the way back the youngest texts to ask if he can be collected from his after-school sports, so I drop the eldest at home and jay-le-taxi goes for the youngest. The youngest had intimated that he’d be finished in 15 minutes, but half an hour later I’m still waiting for him. Eventually we get home in time for me to heat up and serve the chilli Mrs P made last night, and then jay-le-taxi has to drop the eldest off at a school engagement.

The evening ends well with me escaping to the pub for the first time this year while Mrs P does the ironing.

Your good health.

Jay