In a very similar style to how Patrick blogs tonight I am in fact blogging from a portable touch screen device intended for storing music, not entertaining and informing the masses. Today followers I went for a run, I reckon I did roughly five miles, originally I intended to run for close to four miles but I may have accidentally ended up running around the woods trying to remember where I actually was. As soon as I got in I had a bubble bath, because that's exactly how I feel Ray Winstone would approach the situation. Last time I was up on them my pegs felt like jelly, and I did form and then pop a blister somewhere between enthusiastically setting off and returning home desperate to stop moving. The horrors of exercise. Also for the last half of my time out I was turtle heading, if you know what that means then i'm sorry for the mental image.
In my youthful exuberance my future is a topic that many put pressure on me to consider, however I have decided to move to Cornwall and start up a B&B on the coast and to have a sheep dog. I need to get ready for bed now, so sorry for not telling you about how the rest of my weekend was, but for now it is good bye.
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