Throwing the towel in.... Or not

I seem to have caught the 'can't get a good night's sleep' big off LK and was fully awake from 02:45 till the back of four am. Contemplating and worrying about a range of things and people.

So at half seven this morning I performed poorly in the swimming bag packing procedure and left this bad boy behind. Not only was my swim a frantic against-the-clock session to get home before herself went out, but I had to improvise with various shirts and t-shirts, primary school style. I could hear Mr. Thompson telling me to get a pair of 'togs' out of the lost property locker.

Best days of your life, eh?