The Return

Of the summer, that is. Maw's garden path. And Barrel. Which would be handy if there was ever a drought in these parts.
However today wasn't about the great outdoors. Or even about me for once. It was all about Dunblane's ugly duckling winning gold at the Olympics. Let's hope that's the monkey off his back. Funny really, I don't play tennis, and don't know Andy Murray from Agassi but I felt well made up.