The Night Is Young

A round of golf this morning . I was rubbish. I mean rubbish. No sign of progress but I enjoy the company of the other two blokes so that makes it OK. Then some work this afternoon.

And by the evening it was a meeting in the pub to discuss our new cycling club jerseys. Checking sizes, length etc. The women club members were very amused to see how much more fussy us men are with our jersey fits than they are. But its important when you are stretching a lycra top over ones chest. Not a pretty image.

Now home and catching a quick Blip. Where next - out clubbing perhaps? Or reading in bed. Its a no brainer.