A wonderful weekend but now it's Monday

Well on the flipping hottest weekend of the year, Dame Didi and I motored on down to Oxfordshire and had a blinking fab old time, driving through winding lanes, old villages, wandering around Asda and drinking copious amounts of wine, The other things that we did which were of more importance were pay our respects to the 41 men who were killed in an RAF plane crash. The service of remembrance took place in the tiny church of Toot Baldon whose grounds overlook the field in which the plane crashed.

We also got to meet up with cousin from the south Rt Hon Mel Robbo and the fair Lady Sandra. We caught up on all the news of the  family and saw the pictures of the new addition to the family of Rt Hon Hooligan Robbo who now has 4 little 'Robbers' and very lovely they are too ( well they will take after their daddy so we all know what they will be like!).

It was also a super sporty weekend and we only saw super smiley Chris Froome get the yellow jersey on Saturday and missed everything else, due to

1. drinking lots of wine on Saturday
2. being stuck in a 'tin box' most of yesterday afternoon on the M1 ( the road with blue signs and no 'rond-ponts')
3. Stuffing a burger down our gullets at Tibshelf
4. Being totally 'cream crackered 'when we got home, couldn't even catch up on Twitter!

So I have had a quick catch up with what happened whilst I was on my mini break

Well in France after suffering a series of full on attacks in stage 9 of Le Tour Chris Froome managed to hang on to the yellow jersey ( hope they washed it over night). He lost most of his team mates early on, but he soldered on to retain his prestigious shirt. Today and tomorrow are a rest day ( I should flipping well think so0 and tomorrow stage ) is St Gildas- des -Bois to St Malo (197 km).

Big count down now to the start of the first Ashes test, which starts on Wednesday. Not putting any bets on that's for sure!!!.

Missed all the super crickety T20 action were Yorks and Lancs drew on Friday evening, and Durham lost by 8 wickets to Northampton.

Now I am on count down to Friday evening when my Tykes are at The Riverside. No doubt it will rain as it has done for the past 3 years, but as long as I get to see my Tykey Vikings at some point I will be a happy Lady Lainey.

And apparently a Scot won Wimbledon.