Burned out before the first lap was over…

Seems I was too knackered after the journey up and a night in a weird bed to do anything with my time back in the north other than hoke the stuff out for carting back down to Athlone on the coach with me tomorrow, fix my grans fridge, make some loose promises about weeding her garden next time I’m up and sort out some issues with my increasingly unreliable bank.

Maybe next time.

That said we do have a spare room and sofa space in Athlone should anyone want to escape for a bit. It’s always nice to see friends one way or another.

Something to say?