We did what normal folk do today. We went shopping, called in Costa after meeting Stef's son Sam, ate lunch out together and did a bit more shopping. We didn't spend five or six hours trogging up hill and down dale. No Gore-tex or Lycra was worn all day and we had frothy coffee instead of Nuuns, because there's little chance of cramp in John Lewis. Tomorrow we'll be going to the local hash meeting for a social three miler rather than the Lake District. It's the first weekend of the rest of our lives and I'm enjoying it so far!