It will be no surprise that the morning started with the usual walk out as far as Pete the Beekeeper's house. This is a little under three miles, or about 6,200 steps. Those are my statistics. I haven't got a clue about the dogs as they are forever running to and fro, and darting through the hedges in to the adjacent fields. I wouldn't be surprised if they covered another couple of miles.
In the afternoon I dragged lawnmower from the shed and attacked the lawns at the back of the house. I had almost completed the back lawn, when I realised that my blood sugar was dropping. As a result a snack and a short snooze was needed to recuperate.
I then returned and picked up where I had left off. The back lawn was finished, and I went on to mow the lawns around the greenhouses and veg patch.
I didn't have my phone in my pocket, so don't have a record of the steps, but I'll wager it was another three or four thousand.
I will freely admit that I was quite weary at the end of that, and was glad to plonk my bum on the sofa.
This evening I also managed to persuade 30% to listen to a rehearsal of a talk about bees and beekeeping, that I will be giving for a local group next Tuesday. She says that it will be fine, although, apparently, I do say the word colony quite a lot ... I'm not quite sure what I could say instead?
So, that was Thursday. I'm hoping that I sleep well after quite a lot of physical and mental activity today.
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