Not self destructing

Lorraine in no shape for work today. I generally felt her forehead, now not so alarmingly hot as before, and she looks much brighter. I made sure she was regularly smoothed, fed and watered etc. while quietly amassing brownie points.

Otherwise working through the big list of things to rethink, and also entered the Sin Cycle manuscript in another competition.  Also went into town to collect a prescription, and have my hair cut. A nice chat in the barbers.

Tonight it was England's first match against the mighty Tunisians. Shockingly England played excellently in the opening spell, and squandered a dozen chances before a dodgy penalty for Tunisia meant that the score was level at half time. An excruciating second half where England looked stodgy, bereft of ideas, with penalty shouts ignored, they started reaching for the self-destruct button, when Harry Kane scored a last minute winner. 

A nice, if yawny, chat with Mum then, whose relations with her pal Pat have thankfully got back to normal again.