Posing

It was suggested this morning by a lovely friend that I was posing!

This morning I posted on Facebook that I had my running kit on and the dear friend was impressed that I was heading out of the door with a hangover. I had to come clean, yes I had the kit on but I hadn't actually said I was going for a run! She suggested I was posing. Indeed I am a poser.  

And now I have been caught out. My nom de plume (there I go again, now I'm pretending to be an author) has far more substance with the ending than the beginning. I masquerade as a runner but am far more duck like waddling around the beautiful country lanes around my village.

I drank far too much merlot yesterday and when I awoke this morning there was only one thing for it, I had to get that kit on and at some point I had to get out into the lanes and run it off. I did leave it a bit late as the sun was mighty hot at 11 a.m. I'm not complaining and it was only during the second half of my 7K outing that it began to bother me. The first half passed incredibly quickly and I was actually puzzling over how copious amounts of red wine could possibly give this kind of performance. And then I ran out of steam and the good pace set thus far was wiped out by a recurring need to walk even the slightest of inclines. Never mind, the job was done and I did indeed feel better for the effort.

The first of yesterday's merlot was accompanied by great friends and the most delicious steak I have ever eaten at my current favourite restaurant, Augustus. I'm almost loathe to recommend it as it's not huge and getting a table can be difficult. But should you visit, Richard Guest and the team will not disappoint. A little retail therapy followed and I indulged myself with the purchase of a beautiful green skirt in White Stuff. Far too expensive for sure and I can already hear my Mum tutting whilst she looks at it in great detail wondering how on earth they can charge that for that!

We spent the afternoon in a pavement cafe somewhere in the Med. Oh no hang on we were actually in Taunton but wow it was gloriously hot and a delightful way to spend a Saturday afternoon. The piece de resistance of our day was a trip on the West Somerset Railway. Pulled along by a magnificent huffing and puffing green beast through the beautiful countryside a murder mystery unfolded around us. We had no idea what we were doing trying to unravel the clues but had great fun interviewing Mrs Bouffet Carr, Mr Sidney Siding and Miss May Bee. We did correctly identify Miss May Bee as the murderer but we couldn't put together a clear reason why!

All in all I am thoroughly enjoying this glorious bank holiday weekend. Sadly tomorrow I have to do the VAT. I hope it rains. All good things must end!