Wires

For some reason my eye keeps catching the telephone wires that hang rather untidily around this town.  I suppose when in London I rarely saw such things yet out here they are not hidden.  Often I note the lines and their relationship to the colour of the sky behind (oops, reading too many art mags at work) and know there is a photograph in there somewhere.
Today the black clouds forming in the east (much darker in real life than shown) warned of heavy rain and possible thunder.  This clashed with the bright sun behind me as I sauntered home from my airing this afternoon.  I didn't mean to saunter, I just do!  
The rain came when I settled down to watch the first failing football match of the day.  Another poor effort yet the one that followed was much better.  This was being won by Croatia by two goals to nil until the Croatian fans, or one of the far right gangs of thugs that follow them, threw several flares onto the pitch five minutes from the end.  Sadly for them their opponents the Czech Republic had scored one goal by then and this interruption disturbed both teams allowing mistakes to be made and a penalty given to the Czechs.  A 2-2 draw resulted and EUFA will no doubt sanction Croatia and possibly throw them out!
Croatian fans are notorious for bother.  Racism, flares, fighting, destruction is common enough there during games.  Various right wing gangs are involved, the Croatians supported the Nazis during the second world war and are still inclined to support such policies now, just remember the troubles in the Balkans just a few years ago.  Of course if they survive they may meet England, that might be an interesting outcome.