Author: Steve Antipolo

OK, not a massive run but 11 miles and that’s not bad considering how long since I last really did any cycling.

I’ve since bought a new seat, the bloke in the shop did warn me that longer distance over 20 miles would get painful but with all the pot holes around Pitsford Reservoir I don’t think I need to wait until I get to 20 miles for that to be happening!

Totally enjoyed today.

 

 

Daisy struggled a little bit but she soldiered on and managed really well!

The boys enjoyed being pulled along by Daddy in their little carriage made for two

Some of the weirdest conversations!

Was with Danny yesterday for a couple of hours and he straight off started talking about death and that everyone dies eventually and their heart stops and that’s that .. all promoted by the loss of our cat Molly recently. We were going to go to the park but so determined to talk about death was he we detoured to Northampton Crematorium instead.

We went around all the little plaques and he was quite fascinated. I explained to him that here they didn’t bury dead people but burnt their body instead then handed the small container of ashes to their relatives and how some people choose to use them afterwards.

It was all very matter of fact and he clearly enjoyed the conversation. He was most disappointed that the crematorium itself was shut.

There was nothing bad from the experience and it appeared that several grieving people were cheered up to see him there.

June 4th 2015 and it was my 52nd Birthday. A gloriously warm day, no rain, just lovely blue skies all the way.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Robin started the day off by treating me to breakfast at Buddies USA over near junction 15 of the M1

I am normally not over impressed with Buddies, bad service and all that but, thankfully, I made the right choice with Grange Park

 

 

In the morning, after breakfast, I headed over to Irchester with Daisy so we could mess about in Jungle Parc, one of those High Wire try not to fall out the trees sort of places and it was a great laugh. I’ve been before and this time I was pleased to say that I actually didn’t fall off anywhere and generally speaking managed to land just about right on all the zip wires.

 

Me & Sean went for a 3 mile bike ride in the afternoon then, in the evening we headed over to Bella Italia with Matt, Anne & Zoey for a wonderful evening meal.

I should also thank Clare & Donna for babysitting the grandchildren so we could spend the evening together, much appreciated. Clare also baked a delicious cake for me full of fudge.

It was a wonderful day, one of the best birthdays I have had in many years and I can’t thank all those involved enough for what they did. Even to all those who sent cards and messages, thank you.

Had a lovely trip down to Essex earlier. There was an amazing lack of traffic. I cannot remember the last time I managed there and back without any sort of hitch at all, no hold up, no roads works, nothing. Not even the usual idiotic Sunday drivers!

So, that means I was painfully earlier than I should have been meaning a lot of waiting around at the ex in laws house to go out for a mean. That then meant I was late for getting over to Dad’s in Wickford which proved a good thing because he’d forgotten to tell me he was going out! So, as it happens, I just needed to wait 20 minutes for him to turn up and everything was good. Also met my cousin for the first time in a great many years. As a gay man I think I can get away with saying she still looks beautiful, her face always smiles, or so it has always seemed to me.

I got a missed call whilst I was out, well, several missed calls from one person or another. One in particular.

Not going into too many details but, I really don’t think I can trust and certainly not get involved with someone who is an alcoholic. I mean a genuine alcoholic, not just someone who drinks too much occasionally. He promises me he’s giving up yet the other day he went out on a bender as he calls it. His excuse was that his life is stressful. I feel if I went any further down that road, my life too would be very stressful and, I can’t do that to myself. It’s time I learnt that when I see a train coming toward me, it’s time to get off the tracks.

I know the person in question isn’t on the interweb so, he won’t read this but, I think I will just have to tell him that I am very sorry but, the answer is no, I can’t do it.