From Carnethy

My exercise class was cancelled this morning. That's always such a disappointment! So rather than go to the gym instead, I headed over to the Pentlands for a walk. It was a glorious day for it - and I forgot my suntan cream so got burnt shoulders.
An evening taxi run across town to pick
up teenagers from cricket. It appears to have been a game of 2 halves. The first, in which they batted, was rubbish (although that's not quite the word my son used). The second, in which they bowled, was excellent. However not excellent enough to win them the match. It's tough, let's hope the next match is better.