Take heart, England, in the face of injustice. You can do it, you have the skill.

Just spotted some great photo opps - pre England game lassitude: bored teenagers outside shop on council estate strewn with flags etc. wish I had courage to stop and shoot.

We don't need money from council tax freeze, Niger does: http://ping.fm/uXSs0

Fantastic new play equipment at Histon swings. Makes for really imaginative play.

badminton with the boys in the late summer sun - even Edward giving it a go

The Cave - Mumford & Sons

Brimful of Asha - Cornershop " everybody needs a bosum for a pillow". such a joyous song.

Sunday and a strangely moving sight : an ant carrying its dead buddy aimlessly, helplessly across the kitchen worktop. In the D Day carnage that is my destruction of the insects' invasion I cannot help but pity this lonesome little hero. But he is soon swept off the killing fields with the aid of Agent Ecover.

I hold onto nothing but that's fine. I think of the light ahead, which is mine.

Step by step, I check; I jump, I fly, I keep my eyes straight, not looking down.

Turn by turn, I learn

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Evening closes into night. Dark clouds clumping together like hooligans at a match. Washing on the line, out the kitchen window, in sight. Take a step outside, to gather the linen in my arms. Leave the trousers to the elements, legs dancing, alarmed.

cold shoulder, lode bearing. Fens stretching, heavy stitching, coat letting in water. eyes itching, double ditches. mud enveloping. reeds welcoming. dark fetching

Telly On. Go for a Run. Stay Sober? Give Over. No wonder. Big Belly. Big Telly. Friends again. Repeats. Stand in the garden. Clouds passing. Glassy Eyes. Marshmallow Skies.

On Swanage steam railway

Asda car park. Poole. In the rain. Jet-setting brother waved off on the train. Another six months before he comes back on the plane.