Tuesday 26th July 2022

Tuesday. Back to work.

The Scandinavian endless summer vaction goes on and on. At least my new boss is back after he moving his family from a picturesque Swiss village to Hamburg. I told him, no amount of money would have been enough for me to move from there.

Anyway.

I am bushed. No amount of sleep would have been enough. And these short summer nights mean I was awake before five as usual.

So, up at five fifteen. And we have coffee.

I have another coffee.

So I am just about ready for work at seven.

Not much has happened other than my travel expesnse for £0.00 has been rejected for "reasons". I mean why do I have to submit a report for literally nothing? If I don't they will block my credit card and I won't be able to travel any more.

I see no downsides to that situation if I'm honest.

I stare at the reporting tool and if I'm honest, I have no idea.

It is cool and breezy. And if I'm honest, I can't be arsed to go for a walk. Between working, I mess around online, listen to music and so the day passes.

Being back home, I am at the beck and call of our four feline masters, and they know how to get my attention so I give them kitty kibbles to get peace and quiet.

The post brings a new memory card for my primary camera. Te old one is falling to lieces, so I fear for my camera when I push the old one in. This is a massive upgrade in downloading time. Though it wo't make my pictures any better, but should be able to shoot more shots with my finger on she shutter.

Whirrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.

I pack up at three, and should have done something. I do some vacuuming in the dining room, so at least I did something.

Dinner is caprese, and we have leftover focaccia from Sunday.

What the heck, I have wine and Jools has cider.

For the evening there is the first semi-final in the women's Euros; England v Sweden, which would be England's thoughest test.

Or should have been.

But England score just before half time, and get a second just after half time, and then the magic as Alessia Russo scores with a backheel through the goalkeepers legs. One of the greatest goals of all time, in either the men or women's game. And England wrap it up with a lobbed fourth to cruise into the final.

Wow.