A full week: full of people, full of televised Olympics, daughter's dog staying for a few days, visitors in the holiday cottage, friends coming to stay at the weekend. All great, all welcome.
There is an archaeological dig going on up on Penycloddiau on the Iron Age hillfort. I really want to walk up and look at it. Writing that makes me realise that I have lost it a bit. How can I not have time to visit an excavation within walking distance of my house, just about forty minutes away up on the hills?
Today was the first day I snatched ten minutes in my hut since Monday.
Slow down, calm, down and breathe.....
Does this happen to you?