Never did I think I would be so pleased to wake up on a Monday morning. Boring old Monday. The weekend over and nothing much to be doing. But I am very pleasantly relieved about this. I have found all the excitement and joviality of the recent weeks a bit too much. The Jubibubbly celebrations and then the Euro Footie. Between you, me and that gatepost over there, I am breathing a soft sigh of gratefulness that we are now out of the running for the Cup. Don't let my enthusiastic Football chums hear me say that of course, nor my young nephews and nieces that have dribbled old withered conkers around the yard day in and day out. Nor even Bird who has practised Football Anthems late into the night. I suppose I must gather strength for the Tennis and then the Olympics. But that's for another day. Today I am resting peacefully in a quiet corner of the yard, the sun dappling through the trees and having a most enjoyable boring day! Gordon xxx
