curvy bench

These stone benches by the river look to me like jigsaw pieces. Which doesn't really relate to my day. Rain prevented tennis in the morning; I was kind of relieved as I felt I had a lot to do (mostly urgent tasks of my own invention, really). Out for haircut at lunchtime, weather just changing from rain to sun, lovely views from the top of the bus. 
Home to watch even more tennis and to sympathize with poor old Grigor Dimitrov, one of my absolute favourite players, sitting on the court shouting with pain.