May 11th (Sun)

Woke up early, and thought about getting up early to take advantage of another stunning day. It didn't quite happen, and by the time I had drifted inand out of sleep a few times it was nigh on midday when I finally stirred. Spent an hour or two gawping at nothing much on the box and getting bits and pieces done on the laptop. Incidentally, apre l'accident the thing is gradually deteriorating, the big blobs spreading ever further over the screen and the spider's web cracks creeping ever outwards. Have been considering the idea of getting a scooter for a while and decided today I'd finally do something about it, so myself, H and Emsy take a very pleasant drive through some glorious sun soaked scenery over to Didcot. Ok the massed ranks of cooling towers don't prove the perfect complement to the rural idyl, but I have always found them rather impressive, and today they steam happily along with the rest of us.
The bike is owned by a very robust Pole whose command of English is limited. He does manage to confide that he doesn't bother too much with niceities such as tax or MOTs (I presume insurance can be added to this list)
The bike is a bit smashed up, but, if the speedo is to be believed has only done 3000 miles. He wants just over £600 for it. I gge to have a short ride. It's more cumbersome than I had imagined it would be, and less nippy, though Emsy is terrified whn she has a pillion ride.
One to think about, though if the weather were to stay as it is the attraction would increase!
Realise I won't be able to get a roast dinner enabling bill through the democratic proccess so resort to the remainder of the sardines fromlast night.
Devastating news on the football front. A combination of a crap team such as Wigan and the usual Utd compliant referee haands the scumbags the title. Chelsea contrived not to beat Bolton so they even had the satisfaction of winning by two points rather than goal difference. For god's sake Chelsea, do the fuckers in Moscow!
Footie action continues in the evening, with the Chairboys in action in the play offs. It's another lacklustre game. The Blues manage a goal with one of their ever so rare chances, but a Stockport equaliser always looks on the cards and duly arrives ten minutes from time. A tough task to win the second leg where we have already gone down 6-0 this season.