… heck am I doing wide awake at 06:35 on a Sunday morning? And a Bank Holiday too? That’s the biggest April Fool’s joke around now, isn’t it?
But by 07:15 I couldn’t stand it any more and I was up and out of bed going through the usual morning ritual.
With it being a Bank Holiday and in the absence of any Hot Cross Buns I had bought some fig rolls from LeClerc and while they aren’t a patch on Hot Cross Buns, they are the best thing that I can find and the one that I had with my breakfast (and there’s another one for tomorrow) was delicious with the raspberry jam.
And of course, being a Bank Holiday, I didn’t do very much at all, although I have been thinking – and that’s a novelty in itself, isn’t it? I might rearrange the layout in here a little and see if it makes it a little more intimate. I feel like a change.
After lunch in the bright sunlight I headed for the Cité des Sports again. But I didn’t get very far before I was waylaid by the scenery.
Remember the other day when I posted a photo of the shed that they had built out of old shipping containers for the works for replacing the lock gates? It seems that they have now started to dismantle it
The roof has now gone, and I imagine that the rest will soon follow it.
At the Cité des Sports this afternoon we had US Granville 3rd XI’s match against the uS Ducey 2nd XI. And being dressed for winter I was sweating by the time that I arrived, and had to divest myself of several layers.
But I’m not fooled by these false dawns as you know. Long before half time I had been obliged to put all of the layers back on and then some. And we had the rain to contend with too.
As for the match itself, I was almost on the point of saying what a dour midfield grind this was. Neither side had any attacking instinct whatsoever and added to that, Ducey had a couple of … errr … older centre-backs who had clearly been around the block a few times and knew the ropes.
But all of that changed with about 30 seconds to go. In one of their rare forays into the Ducey penalty area there was a lay-off to the Granville n°11 (who had up to that point been conspicuous by his absence) who blasted it past the US Ducey keeper into the net.
And badger me if 30 seconds into stoppage time we didn’t have a carbon-copy goal. 2-0 the score was, and up until 30 seconds to the end of regular time I reckoned that they wouldn’t even score one if they were to play all night.
But one moment that stands out in this game was the Ducey substitute – a young boy who came on to play in attack and when he was loudly criticised by his captain for some thoughtless pley, he stamped his feet and stormed off the pitch.
In view of the change in the weather eschewed the long walk home via the coast and came back the usual way. I was cold, fed-up and wet … "nothing new there" – ed.
Tonight’s pizza was cooked to perfection, it really was. And only a short walk – just enough to pass the 100% mark again.
Tomorrow is another Bank Holiday, and I have a fig roll and a vegan Easter Egg. I shall make the most of both of them.
