Rollercoaster

It’s been quite a varied day today as I wrangle with the possibility of a house move, which will be made all the more feasible judging by a favourable valuation of mine own.

There followed a work webinar, which was run by two older gentlemen who bore more than a passing resemblance to Statler and Waldorf (the old guys from the muppets) and then a consultation this afternoon to discuss my inability to maintain a relationship (further discussion will most likely be required).

It ended well though as I took myself off up to a local and picturesque golf course for a rollercoaster (in every sense) of 18 holes and therapeutically smashing a small white ball around a very large field. 

Nice to curl up at the end of it and watch Real Madrid once again snatch a valuable victory from the jaws of defeat.

Poor Harry Kane…