Snails pace.

Meet Snott the snail, who I spotted on the bird feeding tray this morning. I was hoping for something better, but it didn't happen. J dropped me at the gym, and I saw my doctor there. At least she will now know for sure, that I do actually go. How many people , when their doctor asks, how much exercise do you do, and how much do you drink, tell them the truth? I wonder? I walked home through Newbridge Fields, and it was really busy, with children of all ages playing football, watched by their very proud families. I got home before J, who was  on out his motorbike, so I had a coffee, and a read of the Sunday newspaper. This afternoon, J picked the last of the runner beans, as he is going to take them down tomorrow . Looking forward to watching Poldark tonight.