The Best Team lost

The Rounders Tournament...

We were too sportsmanlike. No time wasting, obstructing or psychological warfare. We played a straight bat and kept a stiff upper lip. True Brits. That is, losers.

Had a very hot bath when I got home but playing 'rounders when you are nearly 56 in reality and only 26 in your head (and unfit to boot) is a blueprint for trouble. I am in so much pain now that I can barely hobble upstairs...

PS more cat traumas tonight - Monty got stuck up a tree and half the street came out to rescue him at 10.30 at night...honestly