A fine evening

On every level. But specifically on the England 2 Denmark 1 level, taking us through to our first ever Euro final. We watched in on the big TV in the garden, huddled under coats and blankets after the sun went down. I confess to cracking open a couple of beers after the final whistle and the 120 minutes+ of anxiety. I do hate watching England play football. It is so bad for the nerves. But the aftermath of this one bears repeated rewatching.

Otherwise, a day in the office followed by some bits around the house and garden. We went for a walk before the match and this soft light with shadows on the local bridge was rather lovely.

Good day.