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????.Saturday dawned full of promise with a clear blue sky so it was obviously going to fuck up this it did with frozen grounds and numbing winds forcing us back in doors , well when I say indoors I mean the boozer ? the man in the pub? reckons its all a conspiracy and the pitch was really playable but our opposition were short of players and using any excuse to cancel.
The evening saw us at a birthday tea that sort of spread into the early hours when the beer ran out just as well really as the conversation, well gibberish was getting bloody silly and the bullshit needle was past the critical mark and we had started inventing the usual after midnight food menu?s meat pie floaters etc although the cheese cake it has to be said was pretty good after blagging a lift back to the ?cave? we eventually got to sleep around 0330 .
Sunday morning night mare followed the Saturday night fever and the day was spent in a blur of cocodamol and comfort food it almost makes me look forward to crawling back to the coalface tomorrow and looking at the week through the wrong end of the binoculars