Sore Arms

That's what you get hanging from banana trees.

Wednesday's Sport's Day for some of us after classes with badminton and a short tennis session (not short as in time, short as in sponge baw and indoors over a short distance).

As I'd been posted to the most isolated outpost of our organisation and had spent two hours in a deserted workroom on my tod I thought I'd get some warm up exercises in beforehand with a game of banana-skin-basketball. I'm thinking it could develop into other fruit and vegetable based hurling categories and am eyeing up a large butternut squash over in the fruit bowl just now.

I think I'm going to miss that summer of sport more than I thought.