Lost

It's Wednesday and the day started brightly, if a little cool. The Silver Vixen had Pilates scheduled for the morning and the Gorse Fox had football. Traffic was light and despite leaving home a little later than planned he arrived at the sport centre at the same time as usual.

The game was 7-v-6-v-7 match where one player swapped sides at half time. This did not work out well for the Gorse Fox. Though it was still 1-1 at half time, the change in personnel saw us ship a further 4 goals in the second half, without reply. We had our chances, and the Gorse Fox had four shots on target which were saved, he also hit both posts and grazed the cross-bar. Such is the life of centre back.

As he drove home it started to rain and that set the scene for most of the afternoon. While fiddling with some spreadsheets the Gorse Fox decided to do something about the credit balance he had on one of his credit cards. It's a card that we haven't used in 5 or 6 years and it has sat there with a chunk of money all of that time. The card itself is lost somewhere in the house. Well, no more. The Gorse Fox phoned the issuer and after jumping through all of the usual security hoops, asked them to transfer the money back to the linked account. Done.

Urban-Cub turned up soon after four o'clock. Ellie will be staying with us for the next 48 hours, so G-Force are on duty. As the Gorse Fox writes, the Silver Vixen is busy bathing Ellie. So far the water isn't seeping out from under the door - but it will probably come!

Cousteau-Cub is on a late shift, so won't be home until after nine.