Er... Monday?

I didn't sleep so well last night - it took me a while to doze off and I woke up more than once. Still, what sleep I did get, I got in the middle of the bed with the entire duvet wrapped around me. Maybe I was too hot...

I'm not sure why, but I seem to have indigestion - not bad indigestion, but I don't seem quite able to shift it. Perhaps I'll cut down on the coffee intake for the day.

I seem to have run out of things to say, which isn't like me. Maybe I won't cut down on the coffee intake for the day.

Er... Monday?

I didn't sleep so well last night - it took me a while to doze off and I woke up more than once. Still, what sleep I did get, I got in the middle of the bed with the entire duvet wrapped around me. Maybe I was too hot...

I'm not sure why, but I seem to have indigestion - not bad indigestion, but I don't seem quite able to shift it. Perhaps I'll cut down on the coffee intake for the day.

I seem to have run out of things to say, which isn't like me. Maybe I won't cut down on the coffee intake for the day.

Someone's playing tennis today apparently

Now I'm not particularly interested in tennis, it's just another of the more dreadful spectator sports. I can see that there may be fun to had playing it: not for me to be sure: I have the hand-eye coordination of a sloe worm and the gut of a blue whale, but I can see that there might be fun there for someone of a more athletic bent and particularly, it looks like a game where you can have fun without being terribly good (or goodly terrible) at it.

That said, I have a passing interest in tonight's (UK time) US Open match up between Briton Andy Murray and World Number Two, Swiss Roger Federer. The British media of course, are playing up the match, as this is the latest in a string of finals where we can have the First British male champion in a Grand Slam tournament since Fred Perry in 1936. I suspect that this time tomorrow we will still be waiting for the first British male champion in a Grand Slam tournament since Fred Perry in 1936. The fun then, will be in seeing how the technique and mental resilience of Scotsman Murray is compared with the Swiss Federer.

You probably have to be from the UK to understand the point of that last sentence.

Someone's playing tennis today apparently

Now I'm not particularly interested in tennis, it's just another of the more dreadful spectator sports. I can see that there may be fun to had playing it: not for me to be sure: I have the hand-eye coordination of a sloe worm and the gut of a blue whale, but I can see that there might be fun there for someone of a more athletic bent and particularly, it looks like a game where you can have fun without being terribly good (or goodly terrible) at it.

That said, I have a passing interest in tonight's (UK time) US Open match up between Briton Andy Murray and World Number Two, Swiss Roger Federer. The British media of course, are playing up the match, as this is the latest in a string of finals where we can have the First British male champion in a Grand Slam tournament since Fred Perry in 1936. I suspect that this time tomorrow we will still be waiting for the first British male champion in a Grand Slam tournament since Fred Perry in 1936. The fun then, will be in seeing how the technique and mental resilience of Scotsman Murray is compared with the Swiss Federer.

You probably have to be from the UK to understand the point of that last sentence.