Sunday shuffling

I dragged myself up and out for a run this morning after a delightful Sunday morning lie-in with the Saturday supplements. I'm sure I usually go in waves of hating then loving running, but I seem to have been caught in the former for way too long. Clearly I need to hit the trails to get my mojo back. Zoom church for the first time in a couple of weeks which was nice and a great reflection from Helen.

Straight onto Groove for the last Sunday roast of the Christmas holidays and what a stonker it was. Perfectly pink beef and humungous Yorkshire puddings, what a treat.

Finished off the afternoon with a walk round the village with mum, dad and Moss dog. Sunny and crisp, just as it should be.