After our late night carousing with friends in Leamington last night I didn't feel 100% this morning, especially as I was woken up with a phone call at 8:30, somebody worried about their email program not working correctly.
The dark, damp weather didn't help, though we still managed to get out for coffee at Nero. The remberance poppy appeal has started and the biker lodge of the British Legion were out in force on Henley Street, not so much Hell's Angels as Hell's Pensioners, a great bunch of guys dressed in their many badged leather jackets.
The rest of the afternoon was spent sorting my Edinburgh photos and watching the tennis semis (Vienna). The rugby has recorded for later.