Back again.

Where did those weeks go? In a haze of dog operation, interviews, long haul flight to Capetown ( guilt guilt at carbon pollution caused by flight), 12 odd days of up at 7am, breakfast by 8am and off by 8.15am- did I say this was a holiday?

South Africa is not what I expected - I don't know what I expected but it wasnt what I found. Of course we were on the softies version of a walking holiday and I would have to make sure I did at least 3 months fitness training I think to do anything more than we did. It must be this getting older thing- I feel I must be taking one step forward for every two steps backwards. Despite two months twice a week at the gym in addition to regular yoga and pilates and that still had abolutely no effect my walking capabilities. I was knackered as soon as we started going up hill....it must be age. Having said that it is most off putting to be walking Table Mountain to find a group of hardy old folkies who had actually walked up the bloody thing in the first place- whereas we took the cable car. Opppsss.... definately must make more effort. How and when I am not sure however. However I must now stop prevaricating and get on with my MA homework- adapting a short story to a fillum. Mentally very taxing. Or should I have a cup of tea and read the paper? Hmmmmm....no no must work must work....