How did that happen? How have I got to the end of W7?
Didn’t crash into any wildlife this morning (close call with heron in dark on Thursday) but late out as I’ve absent-mindedly misplaced my belt thingy that my iphone travels in. Cue panic stricken turning over of my bedroom... I almost wore my clever running hoody (nooo, too hot) and in the end have discovered my teeny tiny running shorts have a stretchy pocket at the back. Fortunately it was still early enough for just a few hardy dog walkers to be out.
I’ve found it quite hard this week. But.... W8 is only a few minutes longer...
Today’s soundtrack: blackbird, song thrush, robin, whitethroat, blackcap, chiffchaff, canada geese and chamber choir of woodpigeons.