Different Sort Of Day

The rugby club is nearly clear of G7 security port-kabins, generators, porta-loos and people so some of the Thursday Gang thought to go up and start getting ready for the weekends return to normal activities. The good intentions were cut short when two turned up who might have been in contact with someone who has Covid, might not. “Have you tested?” they were asked, and with no clear answer forthcoming I left.
I suspect that neither of them knew if they were positive, negative or pregnant and they are both male!!
It meant I had longer with Clare on her day off, we walked Paddy in the sun, had coffee & cake and generally relaxed.

We were put through our paces during the evenings gig rowing, ninety-five minutes and over five miles covered. Maybe we are nowhere near competition standard but we are all thoroughly enjoying it.