Nice cycle ride; if your cardio vascular's alright you can cope with heat.
Sometimes you don't know something's good until you're in it. Other times you know it's going to be good even before you do it.
On occasions you are guilty till proven innocent; those who judge others will feel thoroughly ashamed one day. I don't care; go on tear me apart said those spinners of magic Coldplay. They're honest and appreciative when they're liked. A sky full of stars. You're such a heavenly view. Marry me a little. John Barrowman did a version. I bid you adieu for the night.

Friday night end of the month payday-stayed in. Went out last night; Mark at Le Gothique has fantastic connections, the atmosphere was rocking..gazebo magic, collective buffet.
No-one likes sporadic; a kick in the sporads. Regular means balance. Balance is when one thing brings out the best in another; work makes play better, also exercise. Catchup weekend exercise; inspired by the Commonwealth Games..did 34 hrs filming and 16 in my other work but after 50 hrs i'm amped up. I'm with the right people.

Love Ballance's gritted teeth determination; you feel accomplishment in life.
Nicely hot; felt like Dubai, and i had a run. Now 'thunder only happens when it rains'; attention seeking weather.
Sometimes the people you don't like have interesting advice so nothing's dismissed out of hand.

Yum couscous for lunch. Then made a nice tuna salad in the evening. Did an hour and a half overtime then some caseworking. Wouldn't mind going to Green Gathering in Chepstow which is on soon.

I'm sure the turncoat football pundits were rooting for Brazil Rio aside; we need more incisive comment..it's like a companion saying the slightly obvious after its happened. I didn't go for the underdog last night; we celebrate winning and champions. Gotze had the sense of occasion. They celebrated with dignity by wearing stylish suits. Half sleep, half meditation after the denouement. Took an early morning photo of the skies.

Reading some Paulo Coelho i too did not enter a combat when i should've done, i try not to lose faith in the future, i've been down a path which was not my own; up the garden path, i have definitely said yes when i meant no, and hurt someone i loved. And i've not lost the hope and will to improve. Certain people are my pinyata; bash the granny out of it..they don't say sorry. I've never stopped loving love.

Working in the distribution side of things near Purley Way; one of the guys i've not seen for 9 years 'Just like the old days' i said. Nice variety to working in the bustle of the city; there's a Hilton nearby that i'll visit. Yesterday-had a caffeine crash, just a sandwich that i'd made, not much water, two birthdays last night. Phone died too; will get a new one tomorrow. Got a sourdough pizza today; anchovies, capers.
Drink makes you say and do things you didn't intend; it can bring out demons.

I've not been picked for further dates on a filming project; them going for a different look doesn't make it any less galling. Quiet reflection and being philosophical. Sat night; not overly bothered with the third place final..Holland flattered to deceive.

David Luiz Sideshow Bob's sidefoot freekick was self celebrated too zealously because it ends in THAT capitulation. It's all very well saying i wanted to see the people smile; i want to see peace in Gaza but for one of the..many goals he was literally static. PSG's Laurent Blanc is thinking 'did i keep the receipt?'.  Them holding up Neymar's shirt was akin to a white flag. Now press, stop telling us it's a celebration; they have favelas, murder rates, bent coppers to sort out.
Watching it yesterday i was looking at everyone round me; 'It's just a dream' as REM said. Khedira played a blinder, Ozil a bit lazy and it should've been 8-0..it's what you call a waxing, why can't England play like that? I think football will be followed less here now.

No sugarcoating; i'm not in the nonsense business. Not walking on eggshells but smelling the coffee.

India's infinite wisdom has put Ishant in so a returning Stokes can expect to make humpty.

In 2006 Germany were the World Cup hosts; played joyous, exhilarating football without FIFA intervention before graciously losing in the semi-final. Now is the time to turn the tables and Germany to deliver the knockout punch on the faltering hosts whose luck has run out. I will not let Fred be a World Cup winner; it's not happening, things have caught up with them. Ger have a nice opportunity to get to the final; they'd happily play Bra ahead of Hol and Arg tonight.

Don't wait till people are dead or imprisoned. Certain actions are retrospective; you do have room to move. It's time to shatter the silence that perpetrators have hid behind. Glad there's been a dramatic shift in public attitudes. Society has to be protected. Do something about it. It's shonky from the inside. Blow the lids off.

Streatham Common to Finchley Road Frognal is only £1.80; changed at Shepherds Bush on the Milton Keynes line. Bought edible flowers from Waitrose in the hippy way, and nice they are too..violas as in Bert from Moonlighting. Swiss Cottage to Park Lane, Mayfair about 20 mins on the 82 bus. Picked up a DKNY suit; see there is style outside Camra. And across the road was the Green Park fan park Tour De France. Charged the phone there a bit and saw the cyclists go past Epping on the screen; quite chilled really. Tube station a subway away. Bumped into a friend in SW so had a beverage. Don't think i'll do trendy Shoreditch tonight; maybe tomorrow.

Yea on set i'd been asked if i could do Win Chun with the 23 yr olds; i thought they did Everybody Wang Chung tonight.
Did 11 laps at the track; the previous night's kohl fading in the rain.
Djokovic v Federer; style and aura on court. Faded Federer is still better than others; only he can get away it because of his belief, appetite, effortlessness.
Hadn't seen Karen before yesterday in ages; first met 10 years ago.

And so this infatuation for Brazil to win continues; they'll tell you it's destiny. Maybe Germany will mete out the justice against Fifa's favourite sons. Forgive me for not taking part in this love-in. This could be Holland's time, or even Belgium's.

Rolf Harris has not said sorry or shown any remorse; here's to a long stint in prison.

Have to show grit when it's a hard slog at work. I'm good with a bayonet.