Today's first trip was to Wimbledon for one of my occasional visits to see them out of the tennis-playing season. If you've ever wondered what it looks like when the tennis courts aren't tennis courts, well here it is.
On my way heading back south, in the eventual direction of Hove, I stopped off and saw Bec. We put the world to rights over a cheese toastie and a cup of coffee, and jolly nice it was too!