And we are back to your usual Monday look back.
I am currently in North Norfolk for a few days, having a nice break after what has been what feels like a crazy beginning to 2016, what with the overtime, the socialising, culminating in the BAFTAS last weekend.
This week has been a mixture of cold frosty mornings and horrid wet soggy ones, and I much prefer the frost. No one likes soggy feet at 6am. After having a few days off from the gym Tuesday was rather painful. I took Monday off to recover post BAFTA, I really needed to catch up on sleep so there was no way I was setting an alarm for 5am.
Still getting through a book at week at the moment, still on the travel and adventure theme too. Last week I read Sean Conway’s Hell and High Water, this week it’s Call of the White, in which Felicity Aston gets a group of women with no experience to walk to the South Pole. I do love reading books with a focus on female explorers.
It’s been a week of gym and work and not much else. Until Saturday when we had an 80’s night out. We started in Dirty Martini at near St Pauls. I walked across town, through the rain. Lots of rain. I clearly didn’t plan my outfit well that day. I managed to get this picture which I have wanted to get for some time…
In reality I looked like this!
It was a brilliant night. We busted a lot of moved to fab 80’s music at Reflex, which had an amazing atmosphere and drinks that came in rubiks cubes!
The downside was that I had to get up at 6.30 am to get the mega bus back to Norfolk Land. I think I slept most of the journey. In fact, I went to bed at 7.30pm Sunday and got about 12 hours sleep. I clearly needed it.
When I got home the cat wanted to introduce me to our new neighbors, who are dirty and smelly BUT very inquisitive and fearless too. We get sheep every year, but never this many!
Or so dirty.
I just have to stop myself sitting there and taking pictures of their cute faces, I mean look at them!
A little post this week as I am working on the worlds WORST laptop running the most buggy version of Windows known to mankind. Blame my 14yo brother.
I’ll be seeing you tomorrow night with a post that I have written on a computer I don’t want to launch out the window.