A Day of Two Halves...

I think I was the slowest I've ever been down this hill this morning.  Probably because the light was so lovely.  Ruddy cold, but lovely.

Conversely, I was also the fastest I've ever managed back up it on the way home.  One of my contemporaries was listed above me in the times up the hill so I tried and succeeded in taking a number of seconds off it.

Then at home we played schools and I passed with flying colours on my joined up writing and 9 times table.