Another week movers an end, I have made myself a prisoner in the Pad just so I could watch the football.  And it came at me every evening full and the replays, all the talk from some of the punters who have been there and know what is like top play on a world stage.

Text arrived on my phone from a friend she was jumping up and down  “Australia through wonderful match” oh ya.

Mums and kids are watching the game, mums on the own looking at the hats as the move up and down the Ascot way.

The world is full of sport and I told don’t who told me, but the final of the football and Wimbledon is on the same day. 

England is at its best the time of year; a lot of old money comes out at this time of the year. You don’t see all year but when the sun come out you see it, when I use to work in the city I use to see at GSM.  

We have a hose pie ban here in London yet 2,500 litres of water a day pouring away from a leak in the road. Now to sane money we are told by one man don’t flush till you need to do so. As for me I prefer to share the bath with some one I know.