On Tuesday I unexpectedly end up spending the day working
from home after the living room door handle comes off in my hand, rendering the
entire room inaccessible.
I rung a local locksmith and who sent someone over straight
over. The chap, who had a special gadget for opening it, was only here about twenty
minutes. That’s two minutes fixing the door and the rest playing ball with the
The Lad is thrilled to have me at home again and wants to sit on
my knee all day long or perhaps he’s just can’t wait to go to dog training.
I cycle on Wednesday and L, who when heading to the gym usually
looks like one of those army types doing the London Marathon with a full
backpack on, finally rents a locker at the gym.
England beat Denmark 2-1 after extra time to reach the final
of the Euros, their first major final since 1966, amid scenes of not very
socially distanced celebrations both inside the stadium and out. It’s a
redemption of sorts for Gareth Southgate who’s missed the penalty a quarter of
a century ago that sent them out at the same stage in Euro 96. Which was also
the first tournament I subjected L to as we’d only just met at that point.
On Friday we have our usual morning 5k and later, bizarrely,
I have a committee meeting which delays the Friday revelries a touch.
On Saturday I head up to Bilsthorpe for a dog show. This is where
I took the Lad for his first debut two years ago. Now it’s time to relaunch his
career. Unfortunately he is so excited he launches himself more than his career
which isn’t terribly helpful.
Mark Cavendish wins the 13th stage
of the Tour de France, his fourth victory in this year's race and equals Eddy
Merckx's all-time record of 34 Tour stage wins. Some of the media notice but
not many of them.
On Sunday we run 18k before England lose the Euros final on, yes, penalties. Did you really expect anything else? But it is the country’s best performance at a major tournament since 1966 and, outside of the usual racists and Twitter, everyone is united around all the players who gave their all during the momentous run to the final. There’s also not long to wait until the one that really matters, the World Cup is only a year and a bit away.
(Sunday 11th July)