Oh the irony

I was almost knocked off my bicycle this morning by a recycling truck. It wasn't all that close a call really, but it gave me a fright - those things are big! I did enjoy the ride, though. I cycled 15 miles today; have got so much fitter since I started cycling regularly. It is a good feeling.

Three days into the summer holidays, and the house is approaching cleanliness. I tackled the girls' cesspit bathroom this afternoon. Honestly, it was foul in there - I don't know how they could bear to let it get into such a state. I will be policing them over the next few days; it would be nice if they could get into the habit of keeping it hygenic. Nice, but probably not terribly likely...

Inspired by Andrea, we've been making a list of things to do over the next few weeks. So far, this is what we've come up with:

See Mamma Mia

Go to Camden Market

Go ice skating at the Guildford Spectrum

Walk up Charing Cross Road looking in all the bookshops

Spend Sophie's book token

Go camping

Go to the climbing gym

Revisit the National Gallery

Go see the treetop walkway at Kew Gardens

Spend a couple of days with my parents

And I intend to work my way through the unread books on our shelves. On my list are:

Anna Karenina

Midnight's Children

Half of a Yellow Sun

A Thousand Secret Suns

I'm reading Howard's End at the moment; am enjoying it very, very much.

Have I mentioned that having all this time is sheer bliss?