It’s one of those mornings…

It’s one of those mornings…

It’s all quiet on the Eastern Front
An eye for the main chance I’ll have a punt
My home my car my girl and me
We raise a glass by the cold North Sea…

and a close up:

Then sings my soul, my Saviour God to thee…

Beware that hooded old man
at the rudder

Well what were the odds yesterday morning on an England-France semi-final? It’s wide open now.

If I had put this up on time this morning I would have said ‘Gold is the colour’.

But having watched that match, I’ll have to say ‘Gold is NOT the colour’.

he he he he he

Mad mad mad mad mad world

I am inanely pleased with this piccie. Might just be the result of discovering this morning that Chelsea won last night. I’d completely forgotten that they were playing – watched Battlestar Galactica instead – but even if I had remembered, I might not have watched, because I was convinced they were going to get slaughtered. Hmm Mr Grant. Are you a lucky ____________ or what?

Blurred and gloomy.