Today was a day for visiting parents and having Mum's roast dinner. After complimenting the roast potatoes I was smartly informed that they had been cooked by Dad and that they were not up to scratch! Whoops. Sunday is still a day for having a leisurely walk for us and after lunch and a brief look at the amazing closing ceremony of the Olympics on the TV (how on earth are we going to match that in 2012?) we were taken, mainly by my 7 year old nephew, to the local park where the football could be given an airing. I then embarrassed myself by failing miserably at the basketball. We all took it in turns and then nephew proceeded to throw it in with his back to the net. As I shuffled away, having been shown up by a 7 year old I kicked something on the ground and after looking, thought, 'I think the summer might be over'.