Apologies for the short blog this morning. I am currently lying on the couch milking having man flu for all it is worth…. ‘Victoria I need a water…’
I am reliably told about 90 swimmers enjoyed the 23 degree water. Not me… I fell like I am dying. Someone get me some chicken soup…
Looks nice… did I mention I have man flu?
If I never get back off the couch I want to be stuffed and towed behind a board at Bolds as a permanent reminder of my love for you all.
I told the Spaniard won. Have a great day.
The Slimming, Sweating Bishop.
4 comments
Lips
05/02/2015 at 10:51 am
More importantly, how is Sterling?
john.st.
05/02/2015 at 3:23 pm
I hope you’re having garlic with that chicken soup?
Shayne
05/02/2015 at 6:45 pm
This b&b blog post has it all: humour, pathos and high drama.
Thank you.
PS: Send my best wishes to Victoria – stay strong. You deserve a medal.
Snorkles
05/02/2015 at 9:49 pm
Agreed! That blog summed up a perfect swim!
Get well so on Tim.