Sunday 22nd June 2025

After driving for over seven hours and the climbing and hunting, on Sunday I was a little bit tired.

I did, however, lay in to ten to eight, with apparently nearly half the day gone.

Did I have plans for the day?

No, I have no plans.

We have coffee, then breakfast of leftover fruit and the such with another brew.

And in a surprise move, I helped Jools cut the hedge, and even put the clippings away, swept up and took the tools and broom back to the shed afterwards.

It was a fine, if windy day, but the hedge at the front is nice and boxy, and the hedge beside the bench is now under control, so is suitable for two people again without one having to do a Homer Simpson impression.

I wrote through the afternoon, we listened to music on the wireless, while the day faded.

Of course, there was a little less daylight, but we didn't notice it.

Supper was cheese, crackers and wine. All three cheeses were very good indeed, soft and strong.

Three of the major food groups, eaten between the two U21 quarter finals, with France waking up to beat Denmark, then Germany beating an Italian team that lost its head.