Here Comes the Bride

Up early for my volunteering role. Quiet today as was the High Street. Very dreich. It felt more like October than July.
Off to the Hydro with Mr P in the afternoon for gym and a swim. I felt for this poor bride who had possibly envisaged blue skies and sunshine for her big day.
Home for the Nadal v Fritz quarter final. Very exciting 4 hour plus match. Not so exciting is waiting for our waste of space PM to resign. The words scraping and fingernails come to mind.