Simply Sunday

Watched some Djoko/Tsitsipas. At 2 sets up to Djoko, looked like a foregone conclusion. So showered and we drive to the club.

Read the Mail on Sunday. Mr B got some advise on his knee Then drove home.

Filed a refund form with South West Rail for last weekend’s delay. Needed our photo-cards’ numbers, but couldn’t find my credit car holder. Had to have been lost in the car or at the club.

Phoned the club, hadn’t been handed in. Mad dash there anyway. Wasn’t where we’d parked. Didn’t hold out much hope and started to think about who I needed to notify. Luckily it had been handed into the bar. Got lucky.

Not much else to report.