I'll Be Back...Tomorrow

A fairly easy mornings work.
No King of the castle present just his doe eyed daughter wanting sausage egg and chips at 11. No prob I said, but no chips. So orf she went to the local cafe! But that was this morning, now it's the afternoon and I am resplendent in buttercup yellow and awaiting my trip to the flicks. Isn't it always old duffers that shuffle to the pics in the afternoon?....

Have been watching the tennis, and saw a rather lack lustre Sharipova lose out to the stunningly pretty Gisela of Argentina. It was a good ladies match but I think the powers that be are going to have to do something about the grunting gals. Too unladylike for my taste. Roger Federer made a comment about charisma-free Murray, he said that he would have a 'great future in tennis'. How's that for a put-down?
Am so bitterly disappointed about the absence of my favourite lad, Rafa Nadal, Wimbledon has lost its impeccable shine I feel, without the olive oil looks and bull like stamina of the fiery Spaniard. Boo Hoo to that:(

Oh well, tonight I'll escape my woes by being hugged in the magnificent arms of the Terminator which will no doubt, leave me ready to take on Lidl, Sainsburys and the a pile of washing tomorrow:)