And for a Monday, the sun beats down outside making it feel hot already in the house, even before Jools goes to work. And by half eight it is pretty uncomfortable.
But there is work to do, and there is the moment of trepidation after opening Outlook and there is the brief pause while the server is connecting, and it seems there might be any mails sent over the weekend.
And then they come.
But once they are out of the way, I start on the main job of the day, creating another spreadsheet which will be out of date before I finish it, but its the thought that counts!
Outside it warms up more, and in breaks I look out the door at the shimmer outside over what remains of the lawn.
In fact I go outside to take a shot of the burnt dead grass, as it reminded me of the baking hot summer of 1976. We have to water the flowers, or will do until the drought order comes into force, and as there is still no rain forecast for the next two weeks.
More meetings, lunch, drinks, meetings and back to the spreadsheet.At three, Brazil kick off against Mexico, which should have been a cracking game, and was for the 30 minutes I carried on working, but when I stopped to watch the game, Mexico seemed to run out of steam in the humid conditions, and Brazil took control. But for a team with so much talent they spend more energy faking injuries to try to get players from the other side sent off. Worst of all is Neymar, who rolls around several times like he's been shot.
Of course he scores, and Brazil run out winners, but leaves a sour taste in the mouth.
Unlike the evening game where Japan were playing Belgium, a game that flowed with no nasty incidents, no bad fouls, no acting, just pur football. And early in the second half, Japan take a two goal lead and another shock seemed very possible. And then fluke goal, a header for Belgium and the tide turned. Soon it was 2-2, and with the last move of the game, Belgium break from their keeper, and two passes later the ball is in the net.
Cruel football.
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