classic sunday

Lie in.

Walk Peggy.

Oil worktops.

Shower.

Wash wetsuit.

Sunday Dinner at the pub and lunchtime beer. (mmm.. Tiger Triple Gold!)

Mop floor.

Walk Peggy.

Blip in front of the fire.

Sadly the end is not so good as Mrs EG has to go down south for work tonight, M1 and M25 on a sunday evening isn't a great finish to the day for her. And I'm on my tod.