Out of sorts

This is how my head feels after lunch in London today. What should have been a smooth trip back home was anything but. I overshot Clapham Junction, mistaking it for Battersea, and ended up miles down the line in Sutton. I was late back and missed a couple of pressing calls and everything has got so backed up that Pippa hasn't had her walk, I haven't had my tea and now it's raining. Next week can't come soon enough.

Did you see that picture of Usain and the lightening bolt? How it came about.