Life In The Old Dog Yet

I'm sick to the back teeth of lock-down but accept the need for it. I'm sick to the back teeth of Boris Johnson bur accept the need for him. Looking further afield, I'm sick to the back teeth of America's Republican Party but accept the need for it. So it is nice to concentrate on rather more parochial issues and to announce to you that I burned it up today and lopped a whopping thirty seconds off my seventh decade PB on my measured run. This is nothing special but, sod relativity, this is me competing against myself and today - I won. The Pig rules.