Polar Exploration

Another day at the Big Shop of Horrors. Followed by a hugely successful run-out for the magic socks which ended up as a one-sided rout (19-4). There was no way we were going to let it go to penalties.

Finally, had to mow the vast acres of our estate. We have a tiny lawn but the old building where we live (which has been divided into about 10 houses, offices and an Indian restaurant) has a fair sized communal lawn which comes with a rota. And the rota decided that it was our turn today. Well, this weekend. But this weekend ran into today. So I had to coax the ancient mower into life. This involved a lot of swearing. And provided entertainment for people arriving at the Indian restaurant.

But now I can relax!