OK. Just time to squeeze a quick post in before the United game.
What a day. An absolute scorcher, and for some reason, in addition to doing all the usual, sensible jobs inside, I decided to get to painting all the bits outside that needed painting. And after that, I painted several of the inside bits that needed painting as well. Skirting boards, living room walls, bedroom walls, outside walls, gateposts, plant pots, plant troughs. If it stayed still for any length of time, it got painted.
The biggest mystery is how the beagle – which is notoriously sedentary – got away without a fresh coat of paint.
Well, that and how I’m still on my feet after 18,000 of your South African steps. If this week continues as it has been going (and how would it continue in any other way?), there’s a real chance that this will beat my 7 day record for steps. And that’s almost 130,000.
Numbers.
If it wasn’t for the match later, I’d be in bed already, but this is the last chance to enjoy evening football at a decent hour, given that the clocks go back in the UK this coming weekend, and therefore every night time game finishes at midnight.
I will still watch those games, obviously. I will just be more broken.