Got out of bed twenty minutes ago (05.30), made a coffee then wandered out to the clothes line and hung my washing out...ITS 12.7 C!...hastily rushed back inside and wrapped myself around that damned cup of coffee then waved my wife off as she goes for her morning walk, now I am sitting at the desktop for a strenuous bout of key-board manipulation and have taken the added step of placing my coffee three inches further away so that I have to stretch to reach it.
Phew...this exercise thing is REALLY difficult.
Wonder how my wife is going with her eight kilometre walk?
She should do it more often, it is good for me.
You'd best start beating feet behind your Sheila, she might find a mate who can still get wood.
