It was a busy weekend in Stratford upon Avon. The official birthday celebrations of Shakespeare took place on Saturday and the town was flooded with foreign secretaries and diplomats. Getting in and out of the town is beginning to be a nightmare -- the usual summer madness that comes with living in the center of town.
It was the Stratford half-marathon on Sunday. The route passed our house, so it was fun to watch the sweating masses from the comfort of our living room whilst munching breakfast in our jim-jams! B asked "why are they running?" I didn't have a good answer.
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