Pulling the wagon, that is! After going to the council offices to vote, I took the Girls to Nyree's house, along the Nutbrook trail, by the side of the canal to Dockholm Lock and accross. It was actually quite hard work, pulling it along the cyclepath, which is kind of compacted loose chippings on the top of the floodbank. This is where the air-tyres of the metal models would come into their own, I suppose. Besides getting a bit wet though when the Heavens opened, it wasn't too bad. My arms and calves will probably be killing me tomorrow! On the way home, we came along the streets and it didn't feel as far, despite being a longer distance, as there was that much less friction to contend with!
I had a couple of holds of the Kittens at Nyree's. Mildred is beautiful and is just starting to walk. All three are wonderful and so sweet!
Tilda fell asleep on the way home and refused to be moved when she got back, so woke up with dead legs. Will have to work on what to do about that if she does it again!
