It was quite an ordinary day with no sporting revelations - other than I went for a run with Anne this morning, along the lakeside. It was blustery with watery sunshine. We got back in the car just as the rain came on. We tried to rescue a young french couple who's car battery was mal-functioning and I ended up taking them home for coffee and use of the phone. It was weird being buffetted by wind and rain, peering over the car engine (I can talk a good story). I haven't experienced that kind of weather for a while! They got sorted and headed on their way. Finn watched Lord of The Rings 3, and could tell me all the places in New Zealand where it was made. Meg computered and Finn did some homework before going up to Johns to make chocolate muffins. Spook worked.
Josh came round for tea as it's his last night. He is heading for the North Island now and then home. He's not been feeling great and thinks it's probably a good move just now. We will miss him. Spook has had very little time to cycle with him, and will be sorry to lose the opportunity of the big training runs. We all hope we will see him in Scotland. Fort William would suit him.
I forgot to say yesterday that I am grateful to Hedginal Shand, gentleman of Woodend, formerly of Mill O' Dess, for his early introduction and encouragement of Finn's rugby interests, when that boy was 3 years old, on the occasion of his youngest sons naming ceremony, at a fishing hut on the river Dee.
I am grateful that we got the chance to get to know Josh Findlay a bit better.
I am grateful that the fire has nearly managed to dry 15 rugby shirts.
I am grateful that Spook never ever complains at having to go out to work, no matter what day it is, nor that I work less hours in one week, than he does in one day.
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