The de facto start of the summer holidays. 

Alex and I went to the last running club of the year in blazing sunshine; and I even ran! It has been fun to do but I doubt I'll carry on; I think my focus should be with the football teams....

Then home to wake Sleeping Beauty; tired after his busy busy week.

A sliced sausage roll helped matters and we cobbled together a banner and headed off on the bikes not to school, oh no. We're on strike! To the Parliament to protest a la Greta Thunberg. (Extra was by WWF photographer taking snaps)
2 hours of non ironic toots on horns from cars and lorries queued up around the block as the sun beat down; before heading off to SKELF for bike track action. A 6 pack of rolls and some crisps, fizzy pop and an apple and a Crunchie. Oh yes, we really went for it.

Tom set about dismantling his best time for a lap of the track and come 4.30 we headed off to (briefly) meet Her and buy a restorative ice cream (rasp magnums)

And home for stir fry with a pile of veg and a sprinkling of ginger, soy sauce, saki and honey.

There may have been World Cup football as tired and ever so slightly tanned boys crumpled onto the sofa.