CJ brought me my shoes tonight… and then his own… and then his jacket.

So I guess we are off for a walk then.

A kilometre from home and it started drizzling.

We hid under this tree to see what it would do.


A lightening strike. 3km away in the direction of home.

Before the sound had even hit, we were already running, but it was a lost cause.

The heavens opened.

Sprinting up hill in the rain. A wriggly 13kg on my back. A dash. 2/3km as fast as we could go.

When I finally got home, my lungs were screaming.

I think next time I’ll be the judge of when we should be walking.