Wednesday, 29 February 2012

The weekend comes back to me...

... in all its glory.   I was out on the field service on Saturday morning with a young Ghanaian brother and a sister who is older than me - I am approaching that stage when soon there won't be anyone older... no, i can't think about it - we were working behind the station where they both live, so I didn't need to give either of them a lift back.  There was a match on in the afternoon so i was able to listen to Captain B being, variously, over the moon/sick as a parrot, and yelling: "Get your specs on ref".   And Sunday of course was the meeting at the Hall. One of our last at our old Hall, as we soon start building our new one.  The old one is not only old, but bursting at the seams.

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