Squash. My buddy Karl invited me to go play some squash against him last night, something I’m always keen to do. I haven’t played against him in a couple of years to be honest, so I was looking quite forward to it. Aging hasn’t been nice to me, I’m packing a lot more weight than I used to back then, so I’m definitely a lot slower than what I used to be. Turns out that’s not a problem because I’m definitely sneakier than what I ever used to be :)

Shame, even changing the ball half way through the games didn’t help him!

(To protect the dignity of the parties involved, I’ve decided not to divulge any actual figures of games/win-loss/points)

PS – even the fact that I was suffering from a hangover and had only about an hour and half sleep the previous evening didn’t help him :)