How Much For A Cheap Seat?

Nottingham is the least car dependent city in the UK. Apparently. Ahemmm. I fell off my chair when I read that. I dread to think what the other cities they surveyed are like. Admittedly there's a decent bus service in Nottingham but the place is still gridlocked with cars. The 4x4’s on the school run are plentiful and deadly. Cycling is a total nightmare. Come to think of it walking isn’t much easier. We also have a council who keep insisting on building new car parks smack bang in the city centre. So considering all that, it's quite an achievement.

L uses unacceptable language twice in the same sentence. First she mentions the X word, Xxxxxmas, then goes on to mention that her ‘wish list’ for that December event contains Kylie tickets... OMG. How much for a cheap seat? sixty-bloody-five quid and a choice of only London, Manchester or Glasgow... She not coming to the Bodega then?

I take the plunge and sign L up for this Birmingham jog thing. As a nice reward for Sunday’s performance. Keep up the good form and she’ll be getting the Helsinki Half Marathon gift wrapped for her next birthday. Now then, which particular start pen shall I put her in? Perhaps I’ll put her in the red zone with me....

Job done. She's in, correction, we're in.

Dog training is cancelled. Nothing to do with the appalling weather, the trainer has hurt her foot. The lightweight. She only has to shout and point to tell us what to do, and perhaps hop around a bit. The boys are thrilled to get on the park instead.

Derby sold Rob Hulse because he was too old at 31 and because the club are planning for the future with a lean mean young side, so now we’ve signed 33 year old Shefki Kuqi! That’ll improve things. Tonight’s result, a 2-0 defeat at Hull.

(Tuesday 14th September)

Nothing's Wrong, I'm Fine

L has to be in work early, so I get up and do the boys. This is an immense pleasure obviously. MD is restrained and not just by his lead. Well, restrained for him that is. Despite a cat causally lounging on the pavement across from us, who seemed to lift and wave a paw in our direction. Also despite the squirrel who appeared to deliberately shake his bushy tail in MD’s face as he disappeared up a nearby tree. Even old git behaved himself and didn’t wander off when I let him off the lead.

Here's an odd survey. They say that men are more likely to tell lies than women and also to feel less guilty about it. Of course, any survey is only accurate if the interviewees tell the truth and as this is a survey about lying... presumably you can take the results with a large pinch of salt.

The survey reckons that Mr Average tells three lies a day, whereas Ms Average lies only twice a day but again, that's assuming they didn't lie to the survey about how many times they lied.

The most popular male lie was ‘I didn't have that much to drink’... but I can't use that one as most of my drinking is done with L and she knows how much I have to drink.

The most common female lie was, ‘Nothing's wrong, I'm fine’... like we didn't see that one coming.

Training tonight is regrettably much busier, not our usual exclusive group of two. Five of us tonight. It’s then too busy to train Doggo after as well, so he gets a walk instead. Well at least I’m home early.