Grandpa and Paul heading for junior parkrun

Our visitors were dashing back to Glasgow this morning, but there was just time for Paul to go to junior parkrun before they left.  He had borrowed his sister’s trainers, which were nice and springy and he managed a PB and came in with a very respectable 9th place (7th boy) out of 100 lively youngsters.  In the meantime his Mum had gone out early for a 16k marathon training run. She arrived back at the house about the same time as us for a quick coffee before they headed west again. 

I get tired just thinking about their packed schedule!