I had a solo trip to town in the morning because Matt felt a bit cold-y. Mostly a successful trip (apart from a small mental crisis due to H&M’s crazy sizing), then home to do some cleaning.

Matt headed up the hill to watch the rugby with Bill, and I followed a bit later on. Lots of Beano hugs and some dinner, then we all headed back out to meet the gang at the Star and Dove. I can’t remember what they were all watching.