Flags at the ready

Flags at the ready here for tomorrow night.  I read somewhere today that there’s a fine line between success and failure in football; it’s called Hadrians Wall.

We passed through Reepham this afternoon which looked nice so we stopped for a wander round.  The little square in the centre was very quaint, just the sort of place where you wouldn’t be surprised to see Miss Marple out watching what was going on.  The pharmacy looked as though it was soon to disappear behind the hollyhocks.