Trollied

I met my old school pal Helen for a coffee in the park along with her four year old son. We caught up on the latest goss. Without a doubt my fitness has slipped because when I am burnt out and lacking routine, exercise is the first thing to go. Luckily when a four year old wants to play chase between lampposts, I can still outrun him. Even though he is a fast little blighter with boundless energy.

After that I walked to meet my sister in the town centre for a series of what we termed ‘mundane errands’. But ones I had been looking forward to after a long time without doing such things. Pictured are the sights and sounds of Newcastle-under-lyme. People have been burning trollies in the car park of the derelict Homebase store.