A Typical Saturday

Gotta work harder... at least catching up with hh's sax (in terms of practising effort...)

Busy lor, always a little jam on the way to tennis.

There's always somebody who doesn't drive 'proper' if not 'well'. This little thing faked a bus and used the bus-lane. I chased it up and took its picture.

Targetting well-managed - ball got hit straight into the zipped bag.

Gut-breaking - 3 times already throughout my amateur play. First time for this one, twice for the Head raq.

Going home. The darker the fancier.