Spot the Heron

Dropped Mrs Smith off at her Mum's then took Fat Boy and Slim along the riverbank for a wander (and a blip).

Picked up Mrs S, came home and then went on a bike ride before getting home for Sunday scoff.

I was thinking that for my health I would avoid the match but the Everton result made me think that the Gods may be smiling on Merseyside. And we nearly did it. Not a bad point in the end.

A lull now before everyone settles down for Sherlock.