Birthday

It's been a nice day. It's been cool and grey but we don't let the weather dictate our mood. The Gorse Fox was up and enjoying his first (well, only) coffee when the Coventry Hobbit came down. He had come home with the keys to the waste bins at work, yesterday. These needed to be returned. He thought he would pop into Chichester, return the keys, and then go swimming. Well, he was half right. He returned the keys, however, had forgotten his spots centre pass and his playlist for swimming, so came back home.

The Gorse Fox headed off to football. He took the Silver Vixen's new car and despite the official figures, managed to exceed 40mpg. He was happy. The football looked a bit one-sided again. Again, this was not in the Gorse Fox's favour, but again we managed to grind out a win. There was only one goal from the Gorse Fox, but that was crucial as we only won by the single goal.

Back home and showered we all went out to The Oystercatcher for a few drinks to celebrate Pistol Pete's birthday. We were there for a couple of hours and all seemed to have a good time to celebrate his anniversary.