And I'd forgotten how hard the ground is at this time of year. Played in goal for the first time in about 15 years today and quite enjoyed it. Not sure my knee felt so happy about it.
Playing around on the bikes in between the dark clouds.
The A13 has put paid to any plans I had of getting home early this evening.
At least there are things to look at in London, certainly beats the M25.
Delivery driver extraordinare.
And keeping my fingers crossed that it doesn't all go horribly wrong.