Games of two halves...

... or maybe three thirds or four quarters.

First thing was my delayed walk from Wednesday with my friend J. We hadn't seen each other for nearly three weeks so there was much to catch up on. My tongue was exhausted.

A cup of tea later and Mr Flossmo and I did an hour of gardening. We took a lunch break and watched Heather Watson win her Wimbledon match before going back into the garden for another hour; gutter and drain cleaning this time.

We then sat down to watch Cameron Norrie win his match before a quick last trip into the garden to water the tomatoes.

The blip is of the fairy shop I pass on my weekly walk. It always makes me smile.