The fish market

Managed to sleep in an hour or so extra. Not helped by the fact that the wife's alarm was still set for 7am!

Attempted to take the mum up cowles mountain but in my tiredness I left my rucksack with all water and essential gear in the garage when loading the washing machine on the way out. Only realized when turned up at the bottom of the mountain. It wasn't miles away from home but far enough not to bother driving back to get it. So we did a short part of it then turned round and came home via the dog park to let babe dig for gophers and get filthy.

Slept for most of the afternoon then went out in the evening to the fish market for a nice meal (blipped). I had Mexican yellowtail. It was good.