We’ve had a couple of spectacular crispy days here, so I gradually reintroduced Andrew to exercise by hauling him up Mt Robertson on his second day home. Mt Robertson is about 1030m high, and a four and a half hour round trip from Port Underwood Road at perspiring pace. That includes a half-hour stop for a packed lunch.
Andrew: <mumble, mumble> the bag?
Me: Well, it’s a bit late since I’ve already carried it all the way up-
Andrew: No, I said, will I DO UP the bag?
Me: Oh. I thought you said, will I TAKE the bag?