Pram peak hour

Coming home from the shops this morning, walking along the all weather park path, I encountered a long, staggered group of about 30 women each pushing a pram. It was like a pram grand prix. An amazing sight.

And that was about it for me today.

Having managed to get home after seeing Mirinda off at the station, it was all I could do to stay awake. So I didn’t. I crashed on the lounge, covered in cockerpoos.

This second wave of the cold is all about exhaustion.

At least the day was crap as well. It rained until 4pm. This made me feel a little less guilty about not really accomplishing anything.

Here’s a tulip from down the side of the office. It’s the only photo I took today.


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2 Responses to Pram peak hour

  1. Mum Cook says:

    I knew you were worse then you said last night you would be better to go to bed and thank you for my flower. the pram parade was funny you should have ask for a lift.
    love you lots mum xxx

  2. Mirinda says:

    What an odd sight it must have been – all those prams

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