It's a bit of a different evening for me today - saw mum earlier (she muscled in on our 'works lunch' ) so not seeing her to go shopping (which is always more about being an excuse for tea out and a gossip than about going round the supermarket).
So I can either bottle the rhubarb wine, or do my legs.
It's alright being in my shorts and T with footballer's legs on my own running round Sutton Park, but another thing to be like that with 1,999 others in the race on Sunday.
So I can either bottle the rhubarb wine, or do my legs.
It's alright being in my shorts and T with footballer's legs on my own running round Sutton Park, but another thing to be like that with 1,999 others in the race on Sunday.
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