Sport, eh?

Isn’t sport just brilliant. The unpredictably and the joy when it works out for your side. Mrs S and I are in Dorset for a few days staying at a comfy hotel. Some of the family are here too. Ophelia has left her shoes in our room and I can’t tear myself away from the match. Such a triumph.

I am uploading this in the lounge because the WiFi in the room is non existent. Which means that until I opened the paper at breakfast this morning I didn’t know that Mark Cavendish won the TdF stage yesterday. How fantastic is that?! What a comeback.
And Andy is playing this afternoon. It just goes on and on.