Don't have much to say today. As someone in Yorkshire undoubtedly said, probably more than once, nowt to say, say nowt.
So, anyway, ignoring that advice, I think it is fair to say that I am glad it is Friday. We have Brad and Angelina, plus Maggots, down for an overnight stay Saturday evening, and Brad and I will have a chance to discuss fishing, and my latest remixes, neither of which, and I have orders to this effect, can I be discussing Saturday night when David and Samantha are coming over also for dinner. We will therefore cram it all in before they arrive.
Otherwise, it is a pretty standard weekend, albeit one without the usual Maggot activities, mostly because it is still Easter for the clubs, but also because Maggot 1 has decided that he no longer wants to play tennis.