Just finished a fairly fractious game of Risk. Mama mumbling in the background about how the game should have been taken to a charity shop years ago, Tan wittering on about how much more fun it was without any of us lot playing, me complaining how nobody was adhering to the rules laid down in the official Rule Book, Liv pontificating on the excessive heat, Jul unhappy with the colour of his plastic armies, Geoff doing a reasonable Rimmer impersonation … all in all, most enjoyable, with everyone stomping off to bed or elsewhere with a song (not) on their lips.

Earlier, four of us went on a killing uphill bike ride, followed by an excellent descent.