Changing direction

A day of feeling pretty rubbish for me for some reason and, to be honest, Owen wasn't really feeling it at football today either. He was full of beans at first but, after tripping over a goal and hurting his hand, ended up sitting out the match play at the end.

He did at least perk up in the afternoon when Patrick came over to play and the two of them going crazy together meant that I could sit, dosed up, feeling sorry for myself for a while.