… haul myself out of my stinking pit this morning. But that was just the point – my pit wasn’t stinking at all. In fact it was nice, clean and comfortable in there and I was rather enjoying it.
Once I was up and had breakfasted, I spent an hour or so on the laptop and then set off to Sayat for the footy – kick-off 13:00. And it occurred to me as I was driving towards Manzat that when I saw a sign for St Angel, that it’s twice now that I’ve run (or, rather, walked) the line for Pionsat. Last night against St Angel, and a couple of years ago when Pionsat were playing away at … St Angel.
There were roadworks on the road to Volvic and the diversion took me miles out of my way, but I managed to arrive in time for the kick-off. I needn’t have bothered because the least said about the match the better. It was not good.
On the way back, I noticd that there was snow on the peaks of the Puy de Sancy already. It’s getting cold now – temperature down to 13.4°C in here – close to the temperature where I allow myself to light the fire up here. Winter is on its way, sure enough. It was only two weeks ago that it was over 20°C up here.
