Mucky pup

That’s what Daisy called her after her wet walk this morning. Then Rosie jumped on her bed and got called a lot worse.

My work calendar this week has the terrible look of someone who came back from holiday a couple of weeks ago and felt they should do a load of new stuff but not immediately. A week stuffed full of meetings, most requiring thought, tact and leaps of faith. And some down right difficult stuff. It totally feels like it’s been about 8 days long so far.

Back to the pool this evening, a proper swim over my normal distance. I say normal, I can’t find record of me swimming it since 2nd February. Am going to make it normal again now.

That’s about it I think. Roll on the weekend.