Hot

I felt too hot to do much today, so stayed at home and did not walk. The hottest day of the year, and extremely hot for UK. Up early, and was editing my story sat outside eating a bowl of porridge at 7:30. Ended up doing a bit of a rewrite today, and so spent hours on it. Had a chat with Mum with their having returned from a car journey to Watford, Mason becoming pooped and immobile at one point, which was stressful.

Beth dividing her time between getting everything sorted for her move, and basking outside. A hot Lorraine home tonight, and after a light dinner we sat outside. She needs a break.

Meanwhile the rest of this benighted country going mad. Bournemouth had to declare a major incident as hundreds of thousands of people descended, resulting in traffic chaos, fistfights and a Lemming like crowding on the beach. There is general unrest at the moment. On Hove lawns groups of scuffling teenagers had to be cleared by Police this week, and there have been flare ups in the cities. Things always get a bit rioty when it gets hot. When the second wave comes, the government will blame the people.

Chelsea beat Manchester City in the Premier league tonight, or the league of ghosts as I think of it, with the zero crowds and computer generated crowd noise. This win for Chelsea confirmed Liverpool as well deserved champions -- surely not how they would have liked to win though. 

Found an app called FaceApp which alters your face, by ageing it or making it young or changing sex. Here is a gorgeous lady Peter Kenny.