Commitment

Joe wasn't going to let a bit of rain stop his tennis match. Anyhow, the ball spends most of the time either in the stratosphere or the other side of that fence so the state of the court is irrelevant.

In the afternoon me and Mrs S went to catch up with old friends who have a business making garden offices. Then it was prawn stir fry for tea.

Most of the talk this evening is about Ruby's exam results which get texted and emailed to her tomorrow. Gulp!