Now all the tunnels in town are closed it can take ages of sitting in traffic jams to get home after work. 45 minutes in a queue last week.
Rather than spending hours sitting in traffic this evening I decided to go for a walk somewhere on the way home. For no apparent reason the AA website has an excellent directory of short walks you can take, I soon found a short 5 mile one in Abbots Bromley which is more or less on the way home anyway.
I think it's been almost 2 years since I stopped doing any proper exercise, apart from walking which I have done a fair amount of, and so I think its time I started doing stuff again.
With that in mind yesterday evening I decided to cycle to Stratford, after the previous weeks horrific journey back from Bromsgrove I felt I had better either arrive at a position where I can actually ride the bike or burn it. I don't want to burn it.
There is nobody in the office today for some reason, I'm not really sure what work I am supposed to be doing so I am making some work for myself and just doing stuff that I think they will need in the future. I know tomorrow I am having a meeting with some fingerprint reader people I am building some machines that will be a nuisance at the checkout in supermarkets for smokers muhahahahahaha!
With the first ascent of Scafell Pike this year looming on Saturday it is necessary for me to do at least one walk up steep hills beforehand, so I don't die on Saturday.
As it's a nice evening I am going to go to Dovedale after work where I will park in Thorpe, walk along the Dove to Dovedale, walk up Thorpe Cloud, walk down again, walk over to the hill opposite, walk up that and walk down again and then walk back to the car.
With no sat-nav to navigate there and back I anticpate spending most of the night driving randomly around the peak district.
On Friday, whilst working from home, I ran out of sugar and had to drink several cups of tea without any sugar in them at all. Usually I have 3 sugars per cup of tea or coffee.
On Saturday I forgot to buy any more sugar and again had to endure an entire day of cups of tea with no sugar in them.
On Sunday I was in the supermarket, and in the sugar aisle, about to buy some new sugar. Before my hand could reach out and take the sugar from the shelf and put it in my trolley I thought, hang on ...
It looked rainy and I never really got into to gear to get organised so I stayed home, and dry.
Drove to Burton to pick up Clare from the railway station, on the way I stopped off at "Go Outdoors !" where I bought a special offer tent and some wellingtons as my last wellingtons are polluted with rotting marrow juice.
Everyone was already nicely camped around Kevins gazebo, I erected my new tent and organised myself some rum and coke. I had bought 2 bottles of rum in the hope this would easily last 3 days.
Lucy was supervising Gran this weekend so when I mentioned I'd probably be going for a walk on Sunday or Monday she wanted to come along too.
I had been planning to go to the Peak District to walk around Edale or somewhere like that but Lucy's gran supervision requirements meant we couldn't leave until after 10:30 and needed to back around 6. Since I was Nuisance and Chicken minding this weekend as well I needed to be back around 6 otherwise Nuisance would become displeased at the delay to her tea time.
Friday morning, technically I was "at work"but under the new bank holiday rules this meant I only have to answer the phone if someone calls me. No one at work has my number in any official capacity so that wasn't too much of a concern.
Having packed a suitable looking pile of clothes and, of course, all my swimming equipment I picked up Lucy from Grans house and then went to pick up Tim from his house.
Unsatisfied with the performance of my current walking boots ( which are otherwise extremely comfortable and nice ) on even slightly damp rocks or mud I recently purchased a spare part of boots which are alleged, according to the internet, to have the stickiest soles in the universe.