Yesterday I was gardening again for most of the day, once I’d managed to overcome the pain of any kind of movement anyway. This morning I actually sat on the sun bed enjoying the fruits of my labours for most of the day. Then I went and spoilt it all by doing something stupid like watching the England v Germany match.
What a forking shambles! Seriously, what was the point in spending the money sending them out there? Sometimes I wonder why I watch football and this was one of those times. Still, at least I didn’t spend any money actually going there to watch.