Well, I decided to stop feeling sorry for myself and took Dibble and Suzy over to Ashridge monument. I ditched them there so they could walk down to Aldbury through the woods, and took myself off for a walk up to Ivinghoe Beacon (I really like walking on my own because I can walk really fast- although I'm so unfit that the steep chalk hills nearly killed me!!). Glad I did because it actually turned into a really nice day. Then I went back and met them for a drink in the pub garden in the sunshine.

Got home and we've just had a massive Greek salad and barbecued chicken in the garden so I'm now feeling refreshingly summery!!
I think the trouble is that to be able to effectively slob about you have to wind down first. Everything's so manic at the moment that I'm in manic mode, not in relaxed, dossy mode.
Oh, and I tried archery when I took the year 7s to Phasels Wood. I was HOPELESS at it.

But I wouldn't try shooting guns on principle because I'm anti-gun. Pointy sticks whistling through your heart is one thing, but firearms are another in my (admittedly weird) book.

D, on the other hand, tried archery at the Apsley day and they were so impressed that they were trying to get him to join the archery club!!

I think you need good upper body strength (which he, and MBH have). I'm pathetically weak in my upper body but have fearsomely strong legs. You wouldn't want me to kick your shins!!
