Iron what?

My crazy 'little' brother spent today in Frankfurt, competing in an ironman competition, a really long, open water swim, then almost 200km on a bike (saddlesore much?) and as if that wasn't enough exercise for the week, let alone the day, a little marathon to round it all off.

As I said, crazy.

I wasn't there to cheer him on, I had to pack up three bedrooms because the flooring guys are back at early o'clock tomorrow, ripping out the nasty old carpet and putting down new wooden flooring. Those of you who know Little miss bossy wont be surprised that her room took the most boxes and bin bags.

We're now watching a storm front approaching, although there's less danger of trees falling this time round seeing as there's 80,000 less in the area....