In the pink

I was up early this morning so I nipped to Judes to feed the cats and the little loves had a present for me...a dead shrew in the hallway. I grabbed some kitchen roll and flung it out of the front door shuddering. They just looked at me in disbelief, then shrugged and demanded food...I'm sure they shrugged, it certainly looked like it.

I then went for a swim and did about forty lengths and I was home by half past eight. I met up with Jo and Catherine in the Trafford Centre for lunch. Jo is back from Dubai for the Summer and it was great to catch up on all the goss.

I treated myself to these new trainers, I just couldn't resist them. I like subtle ha ha ha...