Hats off

My turn to feel on the edge of a cold today.  Hats off to the boys for cycling yesterday.  I may well have stayed in bed!

We had breakfast out with Little Dog this morning, stopping to visit the bike shop and the book shop, before Mark headed off.  I finally summoned up the energy to to go for a stroll but it was more about stopping and smelling the roses admiring the heather than it was about marching round.

An evening on the sofa with Rich, Little Dog and the Olympics is looking like a good plan.