A good day

Started my working day at Heathrow Terminal 5 and tried to capture a bit of the scale of it.

Both boys had good days in different ways. J
had a great test result, and then played football and cycled in the sunshine after school. N played another tough 90 minutes and was man of the match which might explain why he was so tired afterwards. He kept a clean sheet and was fed afterwards. He will sleep well.

And me? I think I travelled most of the day.