French Victory

Oh dear! Slept too long and had a head that said "no" to the idea of the treadmill, so my mail distribution circuit had to suffice by way of exercise. Went to the bar for a coffee and enjoyed the shade of the terrace and the sound of the fountain (yes, Ken, it's now working again) and the water from the mountains  running down the channels. My goodness, it was hot, 32° this afternoon.
Finished off the ironing, another 2 shirts++ and watched the women's Wimbledon final. Marion Bartolli won easily enough even though the crowd was behind the German, Sabine Lisici. We were rooting for the French woman of course. Can Murray come through for us tomorrow?