Going for goal.

A great full day of stuff.
Early set off to Enfield to cheer on Alice and the Limehouse Laces. Beaten again but the goal difference is coming down.
Loads of good writing in the garden in the sun, followed by a night out at the pictures. Unfortunately the film was a right load of old pony. We weren't sure if we were thick and missing the point or the film was pointless pretentious twaddle.