Mordor

Picked Eve up this morning and took her round to Natasha’s, via Mordor, for her pottery workshop. Stopped to help a young cyclist with a mechanical on a very remote lane, fortunately it was something that could be fixed with a bit of brute force. And those Covid era latex gloves we keep in the car came in useful to free the chain without getting my delicate hands filthy.

Home to watch Liverpool grind down Everton eventually. This could go down to the wire.