Old Magic

In the summer evenings L spends hours with Caley in the garden doing goal keeping training. Caley is the goalie and the ball is usually a soft multi punctured old football.
For this walk in the sodden field I mistakenly picked up an oversized looking tennis ball which doesn't fit in the flinger very well. (not at all). We stopped and did some goalie practice.
I think he still has the old magic. Given the height he jumped I hope you can excuse my poor framing.