Tuesday, September 06, 2011

The depressing thing about tennis is that no matter how good I get, I'll never be as good as a wall.

Who stole that brick and how did they get up there? Sandy Bay Road, Sandy Bay. September 2011.

I'm on struggle street today. Burdened down by what seems like a flu but with a meeting so important that it cannot be postponed, I suspect that today is going to be a very long day.™

I think that I'll need provisions, including:

  1. Handkerchief (x 3).

  2. Grapefruit.

  3. Orange juice (with pulp).

  4. Bottle of water.

  5. Forlorn gazes out of window at sunshine.


smudgeon said...

I'd add some tequila, crushed ice and a litle umbrella to that orange juice, it's that kind of day...

Roddy said...

I don't know about sunshine. It is raining steadily here.
Still, there is 300 kilometres between us.
Welcome to the hayfever season. It sometimes has the feel of flu.

Kris said...

Sumdgeon, I will admit that this might have put me slightly off my game.

Roddy, lots of rain. There has been snow for the last three days.