lambanksy

Funky farming, alien communication or just the teenage feckers from next door?

It's a bank holiday in Ireland today (Paddy's Day roll over style arrangement) which meant 12.00 brunch for us all and PJ's to as late as possible for Yola.
Went for a bike ride with Hubs this afternoon, nowhere near as sunny as yesterday, but a good workout. The App which normally announces how sad my bike statistics are, got very bored while we chatted to Joff on the pier and when we got home loudly proclaimed in, her non impressed female American accent that we'd done 64km....errr NO. More like 12km, but oh joy the day I hear that for real!

Cosy night in with the fire, the cat, the man, an episode of Skins and last nights left overs, then a bath and then those lovely clean sheets. Perfect. Til the 05.00 alarm. It's not for me....hurrah. Poor M.