the coffee cup put on your running shoes and come take the morning walk with me that I do every morning. Takes about one hour, about three miles. First we walk through the village past the beautiful homes.
Next we pass the old folks home.
Now we are into the country lanes..
Here we pass the Plymouth Brethren school house…
Now we have to wait for the morning commuter train to pass…
Still in the country as the sun begins to make an appearance.
Has to be a morning KISS!!!
No walk is complete without a soccer photo.
Back into the village
and now home again!!!
Don’t you feel energized??
If you know anyone from Yorkshire ask them to translate the following>
This was a conversation I heard this morning as I passed by a father saying goodbye to his son at the school, this is TRUE!!
Dad…”Yer ave a good day at schol”
Son…”oright Dad, wots fo dinner?
Dad…”Liver”
Son…”WOT?? I ate liver yer know I ate liver”
Dad just laughs and walks away…
1 comment:
Hi Les
You have the most amazing blog - I don't know how you find the time to do this every day, but it sure is fun to read! Maybe we will see you in Puerto Morelos some time this winter - you'll be ready for some hot weather after this time in soggy England - although the weather looks to be grand. Hugs to brother Malc for us, too! Daph and Miki
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