Seaside birthday

I feel justified in using a photo taken by my daughter-in-law because it’s Liv’s second birthday today. The beach is Blackwaterfoot on Arran where they are staying under a proper roof for a week having survived part of last week in their campervan in Glencoe. As ever Islay dog has her eyes and ears attuned to something known only to her.

I reckon I can start to safely circulate after today. I felt I wanted to run this afternoon and I did, at jog pace that was probably slower than fast walking. It was enjoyable and not as challenging as I had feared. Normality is restored, just in time.