My mornings currently consist of cleaning up kitten shit, and then taking photos of nature shit out on the Trail.
The kittens had been busy overnight once again. We’re operating a two litter tray rotation system.
It’s not enough to be honest.
And then the cycle along the Trail appeared to take longer than the actual swim itself.
My transition to nature ponce is almost complete, Comrades.
The aqua aerobic oldies were pushing the water around in the pool. Butterfly Man was doing his best to counter act this in the adjacent lane.
I was left drifting down the middle lane, arms and legs failing to steer a steady ship against the competing tides.
I had a little extra time to spare, and so arsed around a bit in the spa.
The (mixed) aqua aerobic oldies then finished off with a weird exercise that appeared to involve humping one another.
I made a brisk exit to the changing rooms.
Work was steady for Friday.
Insurance for the kittens was taken out later in the afternoon. The policy for the mad cat was settled.
Two in, one out 🙁
Anna and I had a brief walk down to the Quay early evening. It was purely random timing, but it coincided with a most spectacular sunset ahead of a brief downpour.
I snapped away as the surroundings changed by the second.
A sober Friday night came to a close watching the Everton Vs Palace match.