Joyeux Bastille Day!

Just doodling. Still ill. But went to work, driven out by cabin fever. Watched the Tour. And Memphis Belle. And did a few site things. Enquired about a holiday cottage in France for September. Must remember to start reading French again to get it back (it normally flows back - I lived there for a year a little over ten years ago). That is all.

There'll be something to complain about tomorrow I'm sure.

And if there isn't I'll complain about everything being okay.

You know me.

p.s. I hate golf, but when I doodle I have no idea where the first line will lead to...