We all did our own things today, not by design. Finn was out anyway, Meg was having a long lie and I was on the phone home. So Spook headed off alone to the bike clubs ride and barbecue. He was pretty much gone until about 3.30pm and had a good day. Fair woke him up, having been lying awake most of the night pondering poo, and was a bit sleepy by breakfast time. He was out with Ollie, who he'd met at the Gut-buster last weekend and he bonded over the fact that they both have fairly exotic American mountain bikes. His daughter has a mini pink Marin, like Meg's and son has a Kona like Finns ~(Well nearly). I would only have bonded if all the bikes had been blue. But there you go, we're all different.
Meg went off to see Kate (who I thought was leaving to Dunedien a week after week got here, but it's not til January). Kate jumped out a plane yesterday and unfortunatley we missed the call to go and witness it as we were out. I cant imagine standing watching my wee girl fall out a plane way up in the sky. NO WAY.
I went for a cycle with Michaela and Max's Mum Kate, round to Dublin Bay. She and her colleagues are entered into a small duathlon next Sunday, so she wanted a wee training run. I might do that and leave Spook to his own sprint triathlon on the same day. Ollie is thinking of doing that too, and his wife the duathlon. The small town feel is developing as we begin to meet the same people at events...just like home!
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