\nFrom here I ended up at a football match between Portsmouth and Manchester City. Manchester City were playing in their usual sky-blue strip while Portsmouth were playing in blue and white stripes rather like the Argentine national side. It was an indoor game and the Portsmouth goal was a simple large square outlined in white paint on the end wall of the building – leading quite naturally to a controversy about whether a Manchester City shot was “in” or “out”. <\/p>\n
As well as all of this we had the usual interruptions during the night. There’s always a couple of people sticking their heads in asking if I’m OK (which is a totally pointless exercise anyway – if I’m not OK, I’ll ring the bell). Then someone comes into take my carafe, then we have the blood pressure tests, breakfast, the cleaner, the person who makes the beds and anyone else whom I may well have forgotten.<\/p>\n
But at least with leaving today, I didn’t have the cleaners and the bedmaker. They will presumably give the place a good going – over once I’m on my way out. I was left pretty-much to my own devices for most of the day, which suits me fine. <\/p>\n
Someone came round during the course of the afternoon with a huge pile of paperwork and I suppose that I’ll need to go through that in early course. But that’s not for straight away – I’m not in the mood. I just want to leave and go home.<\/p>\n
