Dot writes: just for once, we haven’t forgotten the anniversary of starting our blog, which is just as well as it’s the fifth. Imagine that! (Hugh is already planning his fifth birthday party. It is going to be a spinosaurus party and he is going to invite Karel who, like him, has a toy spinosaurus. There is going to be a cake with a spinosaurus on it, made by me, apparently. I don’t quite have the heart to explain to him just how long it is until November.)
I was thinking of writing a moderately thoughtful post extending Ken’s last on barefoot running, since I have just finished reading a book he bought on the topic (Born to Run by Christopher MacDougall). I was finding it rather inspiring in its rollicking, journalistic way, and then I ventured a little run this morning and went back to wondering whether I belong to the same species as all the ultra-running superheros in the book. But then I spent too long fiddling around with photos and getting Mum’s photos from her visit from dropbox, and I still need to make dough tonight, so here to celebrate are some family shots from last weekend. They are our photos because Mum’s file is still busily downloading.