Sorry, sorry, I’ve been a dreadful blogger. The sun comes out and I just abandon it. I’m a bad, bad person.
It doesn’t help that I’ve just started a thing with work called GCC, where people from companies all over the world take part in a walking challenge. The idea is that it makes you walk further than you normally would (healthy employees = happy employees), and you’re aiming for at least 10,000 steps a day (about 5 miles).
We’re all getting quite competitive (which is the idea), and to give you some perspective, I did over 26,000 on Sunday, along with Barry, Charlie and Jaime (and Fin was in the buggy, but he technically didn’t do the steps. He did about 5 when we got back).
Anyway, on Saturday morning, before the walking madness, our kitchen table arrived. I’m really pleased with it, and it fits neatly into the little bay window we have in the kitchen, although Barry apparently needs a bit more convincing.
We had lunch there on Saturday, and it was almost like eating outside! I love it! As a side note, Barry also does not like eating outside, which may be where the problem’s coming in.