Prezza

So we were at the airport here in Lanzarote around 5pm to collect our youngest girl who's come to see us for a few nights, and we were there a bit early and sitting around with a cortado when my partner said to me "Did you know John Prescott's died?"

And I had no idea because I switch off a bit when I'm on holiday about news and the like. But my dad has a few Prescott stories from the seventies when their paths crossed on Hull Docks. Blimey, from Hull Docks in the seventies to me sipping cortado today....there's summat to be read into that perhaps.

Earlier on there'd been a bike ride that nearly finished me - by God did I struggle - and the daily lengths in the communal pool that really seemed pretty straightforward. 

Let's see what tomorrow brings eh?

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