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Friday, August 12, 2005

9:38 a.m. - I was surprised yesterday

I managed to ride home after the half hour walk to the bike shop to pick up "Bike". Who's feeling much better, thanks. Less rattles, more response.

I got home to find Stepson nowadays looks his age - 14 - instead of 12.

We sat and ate dinner in relative silence, me being exhausted.

This morning I feel good and hope to get a run in at lunchtime.

This day is an epic day of work but we are under control! Except I keep getting distracted by the latest updates on my best friends' stag party, involving a 13-hour marathon "treasure hunt" in a green Reliant Robin called Vera that was purchased on E-bay for 50 quid. Keep an eye out for them, they're not hard to miss in Batman and Superman outfits. They were last seen in the vicinity of Stretford-on-Avon - saving damsels I believe.



To the batmobile!

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