Rain, teeming rain!
No real surprise, this is an Easter Bank Holiday Monday, the day people race of to the seaside for a day out. Naturally the weather will be bad! I recall standing at Craven Cottage, watching Fulham, including the great George Best, play Plymouth Argyle. What I recall most is Best's superb work rate and ability, and the sleet and snow which spent much of the time slapping me in the face.
This is the UK in Spring!
So, nothing for it but to watch English football on the laptop. including Braintree Town defeating the team that had just won this lowly division, and splashing out £9:50 for the privilege, me that is, not they.
Being a holiday nothing else happened.
So I am doing nothing else also, bar an evening at SPAM with the men.
2 comments:
Able to comment again.....goodness only knows what glitch it is and whence it comes.
When we were first here, a neighbour told us that it always rained on Good Friday...'the world weeps for Jesus'. Given the microclimates in this country all one could safely say was that this area certainly did. In the middle of the dry season the heavens would open on the procession .as it wended its way round the town.
This year...no rain. Not a drop.
An evening at SPAM.....safe from the wimmin queuing to do the ironing.
Fly, Gliches are part of the package!
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