On other news, there is no other news. I was tickled by the winner of this year's joke of the year competition, won by Tim Vine, brother of Jeremy. The joke was:
- conjunctivitis.com - now that's a site for sore eyes.
He apparently won last year as well, with:
- Crime in multi-story car parks - that is wrong on so many levels.
Both made me smile, and on a weak sunny winter's drive in the office, a bit of smiling does you no harm at all. In fact it tends to make people wonder what you are up to.
Oh, and I went to Rusty Rackets last night, a tennis session at the Goodwood Hotel (where we were married incidentally), a session that E told me about and was happy to seek my acceptance in to the group. It was fantastic. People of a similar-ish age to me and a similar-ish level to me. I had a fantastic time, and hope to play every week. The backhand is a bit rusty, actually it is a bit rubbish right now, but that gives me something on which I can work, and hopefully the fitness, which is about zero, will also improve. If I can get an extra notch on my belt, then that is the icing on the cake - or the seed sprinkles on the cereal at least.