AT LAST!

AND IT'S SUNNY TOO!

ALL MY THOUGHTS ARE ON TONIGHT'S SHOW WHERE BRAZILLLLL KICK OFF AGAINST CROATIA!

SO AS I TRUNDLE AROUND THE CO-OP WITH MOTHER THERE'LL BE A SLIGHT JIGGLE TO MY GAIT!

And then there's freshly coiffured Andy Murray.
Today at Queens Club.
Playing I don't know who.
Thwacking the ball over the net sporting a brand new haircut.
He's Wimbledon champion but I don't love him. I wish I could.
But then not everyone is a Nadal, Tsonga or Dimitrov.
Maybe we save our truest feelings, not for those in whose company we feel electrified, but in whose company we feel tenderly drowsy..
If  that's the true case then I'm smitten!



Now I must fly. Mother is demanding!