Six of us headed for the Trundle on Sunday. We didn’t quite make it to the top on account of poor weather but it was enjoyable nevertheless. Mama stopped abruptly at one point to take in the view and managed to be catapaulted off her bike onto her bum. Luckily, this took place in a grassy field.

I followed this up with an epic three hour tennis game. I took the first two sets easily, lost the next two, and then clawed my way back in the final set. Gruelling.