Grim.

The weather, that is!

Noo’s final Rugby Festival took place at Uckfield Rugby Club this morning (and most of the afternoon). ZQ decided to come along to support - this is him hiding under the brolly. I ran there, making it up to 10 miles, and my final 100m was through liquid mud - yuk!

The boys played well.

My washing machine ain’t happy - see extra, and I have a bucket full of clothes (that I’m hoping to forget about) outside the back door.