.... random rants and rambles. no agenda. yet.

I know it's 10.30am and I've been awake for 3 hours but my pot of coffee hasn't really helped me to FEEL properly awake yet. Oh, and my knees hurt... probably a result of walking for around 9 miles last weekend; 5 on Saturday* and about 4 yesterday, including a very steep hill; anyone who has ever pushed a 3-wheeler buggy up a very steep hill will know that it makes your legs feel like someone's stuck bits of wood in them and set them alight.

[*Special mention must be given to my lovely wife, who chased me, laughing evilly and waving a piece of horse's toenail, after one of my supposed-friends had told me it was a dead snake. Yes, I screamed.]

And yes, we could have taken The Boy up and down hills in a sling - we did, part of the way, just in case you were wondering - but can I just point out that in the hot weather, it feels a bit like having a leaky hot water bottle strapped across your chest. A very cute leaky hot water bottle, but still.

Anyway, whatever goes up must come down, and when we were on our way down the very steep hill, shuffling and bumping down a loose track that was not for the faint hearted, we passed a very old lady who was slowly and carefully making her way amongst the stones and dust, using two of those special pro walkers' walking sticks. As we passed, she said, "I can't manage much these days, but I do try my best."

RE-SPECT.