Morning rays

Morning sunrays filtering through the sun in our wood today. Big breakfast, all wrapped up, dogs walked, hike to the station, change at Clapham, stop at bank for some kitty money, Red Cow at Richmond, more beer than is sensible, off to the bus, sing song on the top deck, find seat, watch England lose, hike over to the Prince Blucher on Twickenham Green, more beer than is sensible, curry (depends), press homing button (essential), somehow get home to Woking Station, Gill picks me up (depends), out like a light. And that's my day today. It's a well rehearsed script.

Except England will win! Well, you have to believe.