I think I'm turning back into a teenager. I slept till 10.00 today and yesterday found myself watching the tennis from Eastbourne and the sight of tanned, young female flesh. Thankfully there is no sign that a teenage libido is returning - that would be terrible...
Cancelled a trip to West Wight today as my weather App said "80% chance of heavy rain". Guess what? All this technology yet human error still has the final say.
Apparently there were MLS midweek games this week and Austin went to Minneapolis (again?) and lost 2-0 to Inchy Bloody Heath's Loons. FFS!
At least the Euros are back tomorrow. I've been given the 2 games in the UK to cover (England v Germany at Wembley and Sweden v Ukraine at Hampden). That is 3 new squads to familiarise my self with - at least, I had to look up the England squad numbers. Ukraine have 18 home based players, all but one playing for Shaktar or Dynamo Kiev. Sweden on the other hand have just 3 playing at home with the rest (bar 2 in China) spread across Europe. All 5 with English sides are now in the Premier League - it was 3 till Watford and Brentford got promoted.
Wow, what a day. Been out for most of the day with friends walking around the fields of North Wiltshire. Started off with a vague idea of an 8 mile walk, but ended up walking nearly 15, but in two distinct halves, with lunch at a pub. All very civilised. The weather was perfect for walking, neither too hot, nor cold.
Tomorrow we will be visiting Nick Mason's house in the town, for his annual open garden event to raise money for local charities. He has a fantastic collection of cars, a fair number of which he dots around the garden for the public to peer into and take pictures of. The family are often seen around the grounds selling hot dogs, ice cream and the like. Best thing is, the forecast for tomorrow is decent. Then there is the football in the evening.
A bit late. Had my dad’s wake at Totton football club, a club he played for and briefly managed, for over 30 years. It was actually ok, and my mate came down from Norfolk, which was great. He was round our house so much when we were growing up that he is now considered part of the family.