Wall To Wall Tudors

I had forgotten that I was supposed to be shopping yesterday after I’d picked the car up from the garage, hence I have no breakfast this morning.

I then forgot that I hadn’t shopped yesterday and forget to go in my lunch hour today. I do finally go after work on my way to my parents' place, there is another match tonight. Derby are at home to Preston.

Back in the day games seemed to be largely alternate, one at home then one away. These days it always seems to be two at home then two away and that's really annoying. It means like this week you get two games in four days and then the next game will be 9^th September, over three weeks away.

L is at Broadway tonight where the author Philippa Gregory is doing a gig. I’m assured it’s wall to wall Tudors and G&T. That makes it sound a bit like a fancy dress party and I assume you have to buy your own G&T.

(Tuesday 15^th August)

Nothing Like Last Weekend

Off work now and setting up the dog show.

Our own tent is soon up, then it’s a case of putting up the ten ring tents up and setting up all the agility equipment.

The sun out, then in again, then out again, then there’s the occasional heavy downpour to contend with but at least there’s no mud. At least nothing like last weekend.

L texts to say she’ll be in the Last Heretic at 7.30 but not to rush as she has three books and G&T money. I rush over to save her from herself but find her on the Oatmeal Stout rather than the G&Ts. Then we go to the nearby Indian for food. 

(Thursday 27^th July)