Tennis isn't really my sport but I really enjoyed Andy Murray winning yesterday. That lad had made his mind up that he was not going to be beaten and that was it. My insurance bet was in ruins, but I would have paid a lot more money for that result.
Far too hot for a full Sunday dinner so it was one of those Iceland four flavours in one square pizzas with salad, coleslaw and garlic bread as part of a makeshift picnic. On the subject of food we find a bit of coverage of our London food bank operation in the Swedish tabloid Aftonbladet:
Meanwhile there's plenty of fledglings around this year, corresponding with favourable weather conditions and plenty of insects, they'll have a good year. This young goldfinch seemed happy enough as the temperature hit 27.2*C just before the tennis started.