Slammed

Another week has whooshed by! Whooshed, I tell you. That's exactly the noise it made.
So... Err... Work, Fartlek, work, work, football, work, football, weekend! And a rare two-set victory for the home team! Oil change for the Mog, new boots and panties (well, new football boots and some socks). And today was the town car show. Very much drawn to the MG Midgets and VW campers. Some rather nice shabby chic examples. Put some drop handlebars on M's single speed bike ready for use as his wet-weather option. A quick look around an exhibition of old photos of the town, a Spitfire flying over the High St, back for tea and cakes with mum with the sounds of Andy Murray losing in the back ground. Started to put up a shelf with the idea of reorganising the SONOS/vinyl set-up downstairs. Ran out of time and of things working out. Will finish later in the week.
What's that? Time for work again?