MPHaz

I came back from my poultry 14K run today, the girls were out and as I tucked into a cup of green tea (with mint!).

I sat there watching the gardening show on ABC with that old fellow who has the most profound lisp I've ever heard, anyway for the first time in, well ever I guess, I watched the whole thing and actually enjoyed the experience. What does this mean?
I'm having a green fingers moment, or as I passed my 32nd birthday I have turned a corner and my youth has passed and it's time for me to get knee deep into tulips and cauliflowers?

Run was crap, still unfit and should have gone earlier.