Most of the men in our family are football mad. They have season tickets for their various teams and when we get together it's the main topic of conversation. Drives me mad. DH has a season ticket and for many years in the football season, we had to organise our lives around it pretty much. 'We can't go (wherever) that day. I'll be at the match'. He still has his ticket but he's not so rigid now. I don't mind it being back. He's really missed it and we have two TVs.
Storing potatoes in the fridge.
Trump tears peace hopes into pieces.


But hands off beach volley ball; the "uniform" helps concentrate the mind, even at the risk of an infarction!
