New Year

I only just managed to surpass my 2,000 virtual miles target last year so decided I’d best get to it from day one this year.

Apart from that it’s mostly been a quiet day. Joe stayed in Embra to recover, I watched some footie and made a Sunday roast for four of us.

Mrs S managed to cut her foot on some glass while I was in the garage, which was quite dramatic apparently, but I missed it all and by the time I was back in the house the blood had been mopped up and plasters had been affixed.