So, we are well into the Euros. A year late because of Covid. Everything is late because of Covid. But it’s an ideal boon for a country needing lifting-because of Covid.
But anyway, that’s enough of the ‘C’ word.
I walked the dog yesterday and saw some Langley washing lines put to good use.
And then we returned home to watch England beat Germany, our long-time nemesis and hoodoo team. (I was wearing a Sweden shirt at the time, but I’m peculiar like that.)
And so-we are still in it. Our therapy continues.
Keep the washing lines clear of washing! Keep the flags flying!
A beleaguered nation needs it.