Tired

It's been a long week. Out every evening.
On Wednesday we went to visit S, recovering from his stroke. He's got a long way to go but he's got an impressively positive attitude.

This evening I picked M and A up from the station. Which meant that A had the dubious honour of being the first person to attempt to squeeze into the new car's back "seat". She managed somehow.

Counting up at the end of the week, I've played 7 games of football in 6 days and also had a Pilates/yoga session, been on a run and had a football training session. And now it's time to sleep!