By crikey I’m tired. Today was the monkeys school Summer Fete. Being stupid enough to be on the PTA I found myself there for set-up and all the way through to clearing away.
Today’s Juneathon effort has been spent on my feet, dashing about running errands, lugging machinery and seating about, creating candy floss for a large crowd of expectant six year olds, (possibly the most aerobic thing I’ve done in years, honestly) and last but not least taking part in the Mum’s Tug O’War team. We lost but the blisters on my hands are witness to my effort levels.
Hopefully sensible (or as sensible as it gets round these parts) exercise will return from here on in.
Thanks for reading,