early in the moring and my lungs are burning

It's nine in the morning and somthing I thought was just a saying, is happening to me, my lungs are burning! why? well to give AG a garden and a little more space we are moving a little further out of London and into a house.

There are a few compromises of course, one of them being a steep hill I'll have to commute up on my cycle, this morning I'm giving it a trial run and needless to say, its a lot like hard work! That combined with the lack of sleep AG gave us last night and I'm ready to go back to bed!