Hooray for Friday

Rosie and I have switched our walks, she mainly wants me to throw balls on the beach which does her joints no good and makes her limp. And the tides have not been aligned with work. A pleasant stamp around Goring Gap instead with no balls and more ambling and sniffing (Rosie, not me). Longer away from my desk but ho hum. This is the work life balance thing.

And I remembered I owned a swimming book so read some this evening. Makes as much sense as my Italian book really.