Having plastered the top of my head with the highest factor lard, I set about my favourite task.....gardening. I got it into my head, that on the hottest day of the year I would move my sunken patio (it sank on it's own') A great idea with a hernia and 90 degrees in the shade. Still it looks great now (if you squint with one eye). Gardening was never my forte and never will be. I put this down to my Dad who dragged me out when I was a kid to help him do the edges of the lawn. I am scarred for life now.
Well I got the BGT result correct and as I predicted a few days ago the favourite fell at the last hurdle. Still she is set to be a millionaire in the first year but I fear for her health with the pressure she will now face? A bit of a practice with the Band tonight so I need to work on a couple of things.
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