I met H in Greenwich for a day of beer and food. As we meandered through the market a troupe of Morris Dancers turned up. I grabbed a few shots before escaping. H had already fled.
Much beer and too much food later I am home. I'm not sure I need to eat again for several days.
I missed the United match. 2-0 down at halftime and 3-2 up at the end.
I'm making myself stay up to catch MotD.