I can smell it but I can't see it!

About ten minutes before this was taken I'd been watching a slightly nervous looking squirrel running around on the garage roofs. When Mr F appeared he seemed to follow his nose around the exact route that the squirrel had taken. Having satisfied himself that there wasn't a snack to be had he of course curled up in his new favourite spot and went to sleep.

I played my first competitive tennis match at the club for over four years today. Needless to say I ended up in silver medal position but that didn't really matter, the main thing was that my ankle seems none the worse for the experience - although I suspect that other parts of me may hurt like hell in the morning!