Pinch punch first of the month. It's bloody June already! Where does the time go? The sky is sullen grey again, and it brings with it a mood of quiet contemplation. I decide to tidy up my video bits and pieced. Madame Bovary has recorded on a dvd full of home vids so will have to be re done. I get a couple of spacey bits onto dvd though. This is so much handier than keeping everything on bulky vhs, but I wonder how long it will be before this seems as dated. Already I can fit 2gb of memory onto Sophie's tiny little memory stick. Incredible really.
It's fun day at Hughenden Valley FC, and apparently we are to support it. Groans on several fronts.
We get there and the sky has still not relented. It casts an atmosphere of refined contentment over the proceedings. The cloud is too high to ever threaten rain, yet at the same time far too thick to ever suggest the sun peeping out. A soft breezes flips at the very tips of the branches, and plays happily across our faces.
Football bloody football bloody football. Nothing against the game, but when will people realise how finite are it's variations, and how every "historic" scenario is but a re run of a near identical situation from last year, or the year before that, or the year before that. And why the desperate effort to make it a year round sport. Absence makes the heart grow............. but no,no one who administers, plays, or even watches the stuff has caught onto this yet.
Thank god the England team have finally got back into the habit of failing to qualify for major tournaments, and that Euro 08 kicks off soon without them. Thank God the place won't be festooned in a sea of red and white leaving the whole bloody place looking like a replica of the Shankhill Road without the benefit of the artwork, every car dragging one of it's sad little window flags in it's wake. Bliss! they are nowhere to be seen, and the summer footfest can at least be viewed with objectivity. Why did we only give cricket to the bloody empire? Our biggest mistake for sure.
The "fun day" does look fun for those who want to get involved. They play tug of war and netball and rounders, and of course bloody football (subs in for next season please, presumably it starts next week, if indeed the present campaign is terminated yet).
Emsy brings Sherbert with her, and as the only person taking a rabbit for a walk, or hop, she attracts much attention.
Later in the evening it is revealed that Sherbert made the acquaintance of another bunny in a nearby garden, and that we may well be expecting the patter..... He is also becoming aggressive towards the two cats, and it dawns on me that he may well be trying to shag them!!
Brilliant a cross species serial rapist bunny!
Up late, have another try at Madame B, but start too late again. Try to put it on disk once more.
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