that was the weekend that was

errrr...four days off work always seems like it is going to be greeeaaaatttt! But as often as not the four days pass with little of any note taking place; and so it was again this Easter. I tidied the cave under the house, I went to the art gallery and didn't see the exhibition that was up front of a mutha of a queue and...er...I walked the dogs a couple of times...I went for my first road run (a little over 8km in around 40mins was OK...) I went to the gym a couple of times and I drank too much rum (not at the gym) as I move slowly towards t-totaldom. Damn it was dull. I think I need another four days off; I'm sure I'd not screw up another one.