Freaking hell!

I woke up twice in the night to check on the football scores. The first time was 2:05am, and I learnt that the game had been delayed and had only just kicked off. The second time, at 3:17am, the score was 1-2, and then I had a dream that England lost 5-3. When I woke at 6:00am, I was astounded to see that England had beaten Mexico 3-2! I was totally gobsmacked and kept saying "Freaking hell!"  What a result! I can only imagine the atmosphere in the pubs and clubs when they won!

At work, one of our directors came and sat with Kathy, and I and we chatted about the game. That was a nice touch, I thought, and he told us how he'd gone to bed, but then woken up at 1am, saw the game had been delayed and snoozed on the sofa until the start. I should think a lot of people did that!

The heat is due to build this week, and it was already warm in the office in the afternoon. Milena, one of our finance bods, came in and said she had heard I was leaving and said she'd miss me, which was lovely. We don't work closely together, but have become closer since moving to this new office as we bond over coffee in the morning!

Back home, we all watched Wimbledon, and we were delighted to witness our only British hope, Arthur Fery, beat Dimitrov! What a great double for us today! We're hoping we will see him when we go on Wednesday!

Supper tonight was chicken wraps. We are having the Tangle Pie tomorrow, when it's due to be even hotter. Not a great idea!