Sunday

I wandered down with Pete and Ann to meet Emma for coffee at Nero. I read through the job description for her new job, appears she has to do anything and everything and keep her cool whilst doing it, either in the office or on site. It took two pages to say that!

I took some photos down Church Street on the way home. This is the Falcon Hotel sign with Guild Chapel and the old buildings of King Edward VI School (where Shakespeare went) and the Alms Houses.

This afternoon was of course TENNIS. With Andy Murray playing in the final at Wimbledon, where else where would I be except on the sofa in front of the TV? It was a good match, but resulted as I predicted a couple of days ago after the semi-final. He had the entire stadium, and Ann, in tears in his consolation speech. I'm sure he'll be back.