We are hoping to get out
early on Sunday morning to get a longer, harder bike ride done and so, just for
a change we went out for our regular hilly Sunday 10km this morning.
Then, since we were changing
most things, we changed everything and instead of the Angmering park run that
is the standard, we opted instead to do the one we have been doing in the week,
that is one lap of the Arundel Triathlon run route and to keep the changes
ringing out by doing both 5km laps of that course.
Steve has been keeping a
record of the times for those Arundel 5k’s laps.
To complicate matters
further, we don’t start the run in the car park, as it does in the actual event
(July16th), but we start at the metal bar in the pavement outside the post office
door. We walk around the block once after getting out of the car; the car is
placed wherever the Parking Angel told Steve that she has saved him a prime
parking spot.
The first lap this morning:
34.58
Second lap
34.28
Total
1.09.26
The second lap was our 4th
best time for this year and the first lap was 6th.
We met Tuff Fittys Clive
Harvey running in the opposite direction at the end of Swanbourne Lake.
A brief chat to pass information told us that he is tapering for Geneva
Marathon. We also met the same lady, who was walking her dog on the identical
course to us but clockwise instead of our anti clockwise direction. Lucky dog
being taking for a lovely 5 km run like that instead of just around the block.
Once we got to our finish
line, we carried on for a little while because I don’t like to stop sharp; I
prefer and gentle run down and walk and it was then that we noticed a van that
is driven by a friend of ours that we had not seen in a while, so we conducted
a search of the café’s to find where he was hiding out, only to find that a
whole bunch of Tuff Fitty’s were tucking into the traditional full English
breakfast in The Edible Sandwich Café by the River. There beaming up at us, was
the friend we were looking fo, caught with a forkful of eggy bakey on its journey
to his mouth. Puddy, (who is not a puddy at all) was sitting next to his lovely
wife Jane and the rest of the Fitty mob including Jon and of course Clive who
we had passed earlier in the park.
We did not join them because
Steve, who is a coffee snob like me, does not like the coffee they serve there,
although the breakfast looked wonderful. We only allow ourselves such a treat
once a month or even less, yes probably less. In truth we are more liable to
make a Saturday breakfast a french toast and berries special in Osteria or even
drive or ride our bikes to Chichester to
Carlucios for wild mushrooms and that sort of posh stuff. Champagne taste and
beer money rules OK!
Having come home, we had a
little paper/computer work to do and then I finished the sweet little story poem
added below this; that is about my friend Helen over the road’s little
granddaughter Amelia and it is completely true.
To complete the pleasure of
the morning, Christine from next door brought me a bunch of Lily of the Valley
from her garden. I am going to really miss Christine and Jan, when they move to
France
in a few weeks time. We always dread nice neighbours leaving and wonder what
the new ones will be like but it was the same with the house the other side and
as it turns our they are a lovely little family too; Conan and Hannah with
their darling little boy Héctor. Three more lots new neighbours to come this
summer.
Amelia Drives Her Car
Amelia’s a little girl
of three
Who drives a motor car
She drives along the
road with glee
You’d be surprised how
far
Amelia the blue eyed
blondie
Drives round the corner
to a park
And looks around asking
fondly
Who’d like a go now for
a lark
Amelia calls to all her
friends
It must be your turn
now
Girls and boys her car
she lends
She gently shows then
how
To see them laugh makes
her smile
They each take turns in
her pink car
Happy the children play
a while
With sweet Amelia and
her car
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