Whatever that means

Up. Sun!


A week’s holiday pottering between house and garage, around the garden and between garage and brew shed has pretty much convinced me that my goal in life is to retire and potter. Setting the alarm for 5.55am and then dragging the poorly slept, rumpled and stubbled zombie-me into the shower and back into the cycling clothes settled it. \r\n\r\nBut after climbing the hill out of the village and finding the sun breaking and then coasting down to the roundabout woke me up enough to enjoy it. Not enough to keep me going with any energy or enthusiasm until 5pm though.


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This entry was posted on April 7, 2014 by in The Bank of Me.
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