Yoga

After dinner yoga.

Himself was back at Parkrun this morning, having received the 'OK' from the consultant to start running again, as long as he "doesn't fall over". He pushed himself a lot harder than I did! 

After that, and the now obligatory cinnamon bun from a local deli, I spent a bit of time tidying the garden. It's the first weekend it hasn't been too warm to work out there for a while although we could still do with some (quite a lot) rain. I cut lots of things right back where they've dried out and died, hopefully some of them will recover.

Everyone seems to have gone out so hopefully we can have a quiet night watching something rubbish on the telly box.