Monday was my Birthday Eve. After sitting on an airfield for the weekend we decided to brave the traffic and come home early so that we could go on a little Birthday Eve shopping trip.
The scene above isn’t quite what I expected to see, not being the usual route to the next town, but Mr had the idea of checking up on some scaffolding…to see if it had appeared while he wasn’t looking.. (the life of the self employed). So then there was the chance to make dust.
The purpose of the shopping trip was to find me some comfortable walking boots which will take me up the hills which have been my enemy for the last few years. I am hoping that my new boots and my new found fitness levels will get me to the top of some hills without too much hurting and whining. I found some which are actually on my feet as I type to check them out properly. There is a chance I will be walking up and down and up and down my stairs soon.
It’s always the best thing when you stumble across a cafe you never new existed. And when it turns out they make the best milkshakes (with ice cream) and cake. I’m a happy girl.
No shopping trip is complete without a visit to a book store. I was like a child in a sweet shop when Mr told me to ‘choose a book’. FYI I chose The Italians at Cleat's Corner Store. It was a bit of an impulse book buy. I’d never heard of it before or the author, but something about it made me pick it up.
Stopping at Waitrose on the way home to pick up something for tea, which I had after y 2 studio classes. Body pump and body balance. The air conditioning didn’t see to be working I realised after I thought I was having a hot flush.