No rhythm for the morning swim.
It was mechanical, rather than fluid.
I'm not entirely sure why. The late evening booze burst from the night before might have been a factor.
Or maybe the recent run of a busy work and play schedule is finally catching up with my aching body.
I've got a couple of big bicycle rides planned for the weekend...
Stop / start work and Test Match cricket was took up the morning. Anna blagged the desk from the Raj / Colchester.
BB King was on the four-fer with @RobertElms. I know that I should really appreciate his music, but sorry, I just don't get it.
Work plodded throughout the afternoon.
Anna and I went out for an early evening estuary walk.
The plan was to play postman and drop of the post that is still being sent to the lovely people we bought the house from, some five years ago.
The walk became a hit and miss photo shoot, an invite inside for some gossip and then CHIPS.
Which always then means BOOZE.
We caught the second half of the Hampshire Vs Kent t20.
And then drunk some more.