Yes, well. Was merrily typing away at maximum speed, when blog suddenly vanished. In middle of sentence. So, as was saying, Crag-Hoppers are form of trainer very popular in Peak District. Okay.
Have decided to carry on, is now Saturday August 7th. Have been down road to get Daily Telegraph and Racing Post for Two. Got stuck behind three plump ponies on way back, and was reduced to crawling speed as no room to overtake. Must be some sort of Equine Event on today, as great herd of horses and ponies continually trotting past window. Am contemplating going for walk, despite fact do not personally own pair Crag-Hoppers. Two is crouched over his lap-top doing God Knows What. Am bored. May have Cornetto in minute. Still, is pub-night, and hopefully entertainment will turn up this week. If not, may induce Two to recite Albert and The Lion, which is sure to go down well. Must decide what to wear tonight. Perhaps new candy-stripe blouse with jeans and vertiginous heels? Or skirt and vertiginous heels? No danger of jiving with Trevor, as has arm in plaster. Two not good jiver, bit stiff. Almost robotic. No Joie De Vivre. Must also shower and wash hair in new volumising shampoo. Is all very exhausting, as takes hours to Get Ready. Hours.
Wish youngest daughter and Feckless One would visit as promised. Could do with some conversation, as Two not given to chattering. May go for walk. Probably will. Maybe.
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