The World Figure Skating Championships start today, after a hiatus last year because Covid, and are being televised on Eurosport this morning, starting at 09:00. And I know me, once I settled down in front of them, I'll not be moving again. But we didn't have enough bread for lunch and I didn't go out yesterday because I had - still have, but it's improving - a swollen and painful gland under my left ear. So I got up early and went out to Sainsbury's before breakfast. I don't know why Google fit thinks I wiggled up and down Tremadoc Road - I totally didn't! I did, however, stop to take a photo of where Mr Fox had had his breakfast: Poor pigeon! Actually, it might have been a sparrowhawk took it rather than a fox, but....
So anyway, rather a dull walk, but fairly brisk, to Sainsbury's, round Sainsbury's to get what I wanted, and home again. I bought croissants, thinking that if the Swan Whisperer had had his breakfast, he could have his with his coffee. "No," he said, "I waited, because I wondered if you'd buy something like that!" Hopeful, much?
Music: Abba