High tide

The rain wrecked my pre work plans today. The rain and a dustbin lorry which Will and I had to sit behind for five solid minutes while the bin men kept finding new bins to empty in an alley way also didn’t help. We did agree although annoying at least we didn’t have to empty hundreds of bins in the rain.

And the windy madness didn’t make me very keen at lunch time to take Rosie for a walk. Her pleading eyes won me over and she had made the right call. It was a v high and wild tide, nicely dramatic and exilerating, made me feel great.

Then fresh green soup and yesterday’s Chinese leftovers for tea, much to Wills delight (not the soup, he declined that part). And I went swimming. Please can we all just remember how great swimming makes me feel? It’s like I forget sometimes, I really do have a stupid brain.