It's easy to keep fit here on our windy Welsh hillside.
Take yesterday for example, I put out a line full of washing, Lovely Hubby's working clothes and a machine load of towels, and then went upstairs to switch the computer on for a blogging session.
I heard the wind getting up, and I mean really getting up so I checked out of the spare room window. Of the eight items I put out only three remained attached to the line. I ran downstairs and picked up the fallen items, luckily they were clean (and only work clothes) so I re-pegged them to the line, using an extra handful of pegs for good measure.
I went in and back upstairs and got as far as opening up my blog when there was a knock at the door, I ran downstairs .... Arthur had questions, with everything sorted out I luckily glanced round the house only to see that half the washing was once again hanging almost off the line. I attached the things that were still damp and brought the driest and hence lightest things in to finish drying on the Aga.
I went back upstairs this time clutching a cup of coffee, two minutes later, literally two minutes there was an almighty thud as something outside blew over, I dashed to the window our bedroom window this time, the thud was only one of the boards leaning against the side of the house blowing over but while I was on my feet I checked through the spare room window, and yes, once again the washing had parted company with the line.
I went downstairs brought in all Lovely Hubby's work things which were by now almost dry, used all the pegs that I had taken from them on the remaining towels which still needed a bit more time, got back to the door and as I turned to close it two pegs flew off the towels.
I went out replaced them, checked all the others and added a few more for good measure.
The view from the spare room window.
And the view from the conservatory ....
... towels flapping in the wind.
Only here do you need FIVE pegs to hold a facecloth on the washing line!!
I don't know how many times I ran up and down stairs but I do know that on the last journey I was literally out of breath ... oh and the coffee, yep it went cold before I even had a mouthful!!
Of course I'm not really complaining, well I mean how could I ..... I got a free workout session and my towels were wonderfully fluffy and soft when I eventually gave up and brought them in :-)