the carpetbiters were too tired to play tennis so i dragged them off to j's house and we both dragged our kids to the country park for a sunsoaked walk.

we orienteered with chocolate based bribery, ate toasties and icecream. me and mine did a ram raid on braehead shopping centre - i could feel myself getting more tired and more ratty...

ended the day by falling asleep in front of the tv. is it jetlag or impending middle age?