So morning one we swim. Before breakfast. Because its hot and sunny and because you can. So easily. And even a floundering splasher like me can make a bit of an effort.

Morning two, the pattern continues.

Morning three; pre-morning really, I wake up at about 5am with a blocked and uncomfortable left ear. The inevitable ear infection. This is such an inevitability that we travel with anti-biotic ear drops. But still means that for the following 4/5/6 days I’m prevented from total immersion. Which is precisely what I want to do to combat the heat.

I’m not asking for sympathy. Because I know that I’m unlikely to get any. But just the same…

Had some minor issues with getting photos uploaded onto my blog yesterday. So there wasn’t one. And in my efforts to try and rectify this catastrophic situation, I managed to delete the photos from half a dozen previous blogs. That’s what happens when they let unqualified people have ‘admin’ accounts. We fuck it all up.

But today I think I’ve cracked it. And so can share with you this photo I took of the Jamaican Arsenal Supporters Club. Nice position, right on the beach.

And what a joyful win (is there any other kind??) for Spurs at Watford today. 89th minute winner by Son. Aaaaaaahhhhhhh, just wonderful. Man United play Chelsea soon; the battle of the losers. A competition to see who the biggest fuck-up of the year really is.

And then Arsenal playing at Bournemouth. On the south coast once more, just along from Southampton, where they didn’t do very well on Friday. Could history repeat? Can resurgent Bournemouth really put the Arse to the sword. Is there a God??

Come on you Cherries

A xxxx