As the sky darkens and large raindrops, almost but not quite hail stones, hammer down I begin to wonder why people are fumbling about in the park opposite with torches, banners and tape. I do not wish to be nosy, I just want to know what is going on. What sort of individual participates in such activities when the weather is so bad?
A couple of hours later, while I was attempting to identify the new Heart of Midlothian players in the first 'Bet Fred Cup' match, it became obvious some sort of Map type game was underway. This involved lots of fit people running around, checking off various marked spots in the park and elsewhere before returning to base. All very exciting, if you like that sort of thing.
We have all done this in one way or another in the (distant) past. Late summer, early Autumn fun, wandering in the early evening, crashing through piles of fallen leaves, chasing who knows what, following the leader who clearly knows what he is doing, possibly. This is how we train army officers. Anyone who asks any regiment of the British Army, "Can your officers read maps?" will get a negative response. This is why!
The football was interesting, if only because it was my team, my home for so many years. The dubious penalty that won the game was unfortunate but the best team won. Not that the visiting manager was pleased I must say. I wonder why?
Boris made a speech yesterday offering massive amounts of money, making the nation a green energy leader (by stealing Scotland's green energy) and a lot of Blah! Blah! Blah! that we have become used to. I followed bits on Twitter and gave up. Boris is great on promises, making brash statements and being 'Churchillian.' Nothing of value ever comes of it. Churchill of course would never have allowed him anywhere near the front bench.
We have debts, we have an uncontrolled virus, and even Scotland are struggling at the moment to control this, soon we will have the absurd Brexit final. Stock up now for the many things that will not be available after December 31st, especially fresh foods. Get a garden quick and start planting!
3 comments:
'Remember the commanding officer's report on a cavalry officer?
His men would follow him anywhere...out of curiosity'.
Wee Robbo has always spoken his mind.
Fly, That is brilliant, many would acknowledge that.
Mike, Indeed!
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