Pubbing

There's not enough light at the end of the tunnel for the men in pink. Pink? Come on. It's as bad as the Jambos' pink and yellow strip. Well, almost as bad.
So not a good day on the sporting front, following on from us losing our golf match replay in the morning. Liz didn't seem to be too upset though; maybe just happy she didn't have to play again!
The big disaster of the day is the fridge however. After a third visit from the repairman it's officially been declared dead, dud, done. The freezer half is fine but I'm not that keen on frozen milk. Seems that the replacement models are either too small or too big for the space in the kitchen, so some joinery work will be needed (definitely not by me). What a pain in the bahookie.