Life in Dulwich

It's a beautiful day in East Dulwich. The sun has been shining magnificently and nothing but the sound of traffic and distant alarms/police car sirens to mar surburbia.

Ate 3 bowls of porridge for brunch. Going to the gym a lot really takes it out of you. Chores in the morning and then half-hearted attempt to tidy up the bedroom. But my forearms are very sore from climbing yesterday (it appears I have almost no upper body strength to speak of - at least I can't haul myself up a climbing wall for an hour solid) and am having problems gripping things today to have paused in the midst of tidying - that's my excuse anyway.

Back to boring work tomorrow. But at least have Porto to look forward to in two weeks time.

Ooh... nearly forgot. I bumped into Gordon Ramsay on the stairs of the gym yesterday. That's the first famous person I've met there. He smiled and gave me a nod.

I'm so easily swayed by celebrity.

Labels: celebrity, gym