The Weekend

Another weekend has come and gone all too quickly and yet again I have very little show for it, apart from two daft ideas.

1. To get up early (5.30) every morming to go cycling. That way I can make sure I go everyday even if I'm late home.

2. To take up squash again.. Rackets are cheap enough, you never know the kids might want to give it a go.

Cycled yesterday, 8.5 miles. I've taken to taking the bike shopping, is much easier with a rucksack than carrying bags of shopping. I really must get a trailer.

11 weeks to our holiday, better get my arse into gear. The tent needs checking, might have to pay for a night at st johns so I can pitch and check it. No ones got a garden big enough.

Work tomorrow, anaesthetics all week whch is fine by me. What isn't fine is the fact that I'm on call on my birthday and the weekend, I don't think so.

xx