Something in the Wood Shed

The penultimate acting class - a bit of a Victoria Wood retrospective, which was a treat. Then back to get some gardening in and catch up with some World Cup podcasts. And b* me, etc the son arrived clutching a bag of croissants. 
What else? Watched a bit of Roosha panelling the Egyptians. Roosha are 70th in the world? And Scotland are at 42? How’s that? Are we in some parallel universe?
Later, a fine meal, and a top evening - the last ever ever episode of the Detectorists (sob) and the 3rd of Patrick Melrose. B'Jeesus, that’s good.
Oh, and I had to google to see who could rid us of a wasps’s nest. Best left to the professionals, apparently. That’s definitely in a parallel universe.