Pots

My pots survived the rain lashing they must have had when we were in Italy.

My morning didn’t go quite to plan. I was shattered last night after the busy Edinburgh day, but sleep eluded me till 3am. I think I was still buzzing with the stimulation of the book festival.

I’m on a mission to try to recover some fitness, after being kept immobile for so long with the neck disc problem. I requested help from the young chap in the gym to instruct me on some of the scary looking devices at his disposal which I need to master to increase triceps muscle tone. Normally I only use the cardio stuff. I might not get there for a while though as we are away at the weekend to Beyond Borders, then we are childminding.