On a Weekend of Triumphs
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danieldwilliamA weekend of triumphs. Not mine you understand.
Bluebird was up from university for the weekend. She arrived on Friday evening. She's on good form. The Captain was delighed to see her and expressed his love for her by prodding her.
Saturday involved football with the school in the morning. By jings! it was cold. I left the house in thermal longjohns. At first sharp and crisp and clear and bright but gradually more overcast and windier. The P3 game in front of us was quite interesting. I didn't see much of the Captain's game on the far pitch but he seemed to have a good time.
MLW was singing this weekend so BB, the Captain and I went to Murrayfield without her to watch Australia play Scotland at rugby. I made everyone, including the Captain, dress in thermals. It was the right decision. I'm not sure if it was actually freezing but it certainly felt like it in the wind. We arrived very early. I feared this might have been a mistake given the weather but it was alright. We had three seats one behind the other which was a bit strange but, having arrived early, we got a good feel for them and made friends with the large group of vaguely Australians sitting beside us. Sitting a few rows in front of us was perhaps the most ebullient cheerleader I've ever seen. Watching the game back on iPlayer you can hear when he starts out bit of the crowd going.
A pretty satisfactory result at 53-24. The Nothern Hemisphere's best result against Australia ever. Eight tries. The Captain was dancing in his seat and made great friends with everyone. At least he did once I persuaded him to stop giving the Australian lady next to me a hard stare whenever she cheered for Australia. Two trips to the toilet which the Captain enjoys. BB seemed to enjoy the game a lot too. I got her to tell the Capatain the story of her first rugby game when we watch Wasps play Gloucestershire in the Zurich Premiership Grand Final. A lesson in hubris and sporting behaviour. I had a nice chat with them both about the pace of the Scottish play. It was very, very fast. Almost dangeriously quick handling. The Captain remarked that this was what we were trying to do at his rugby club. Which was heartening. I hope the SRU's strategy of playing the fastest rugby in the world goes all the way down to Micro-rugby.
We met up with one of the Captain's grown up cousins and his "lady friend" for a drink after the game. Then home for some board games.
Over the course of the weekend we played 5 games of Junior Monopoly, three games of Camel Up and one game of Forbidden Desert. The Captain won them all.
Strictly on Saturday night. A pyjama day on Sunday (much needed) as rugby was cancelled due to the weather. Board games and sausages. We also emptied the Captain's room so it can be decorated this week. He found a pound coin behind the chest of drawers.
I made spaghetti carbonara (sort of) and a stollen bread and butter pudding. Very tasty. Very rich.
MLW took BB to the station for her train home and the Captain and I watched the results show. Sadly Susan went out. It's probaby fair and it's probably time but she was great fun to watch. I thought the manner of her defeat suited her. Funny, endearing, self-deprecating and joyful. The Captain was pleased, he wasn't a fan and was worried about Molly and AJ.
So the Captain has branded this weekend as a weekend of triumph after he won the rugby, the boardgaming and the Strictly.
I have branded it a long overdue relief as my rugby team finally start scoring lots of tries against good teams and I get a much needed weekend where I'm not spending the whole time cold.
Bluebird was up from university for the weekend. She arrived on Friday evening. She's on good form. The Captain was delighed to see her and expressed his love for her by prodding her.
Saturday involved football with the school in the morning. By jings! it was cold. I left the house in thermal longjohns. At first sharp and crisp and clear and bright but gradually more overcast and windier. The P3 game in front of us was quite interesting. I didn't see much of the Captain's game on the far pitch but he seemed to have a good time.
MLW was singing this weekend so BB, the Captain and I went to Murrayfield without her to watch Australia play Scotland at rugby. I made everyone, including the Captain, dress in thermals. It was the right decision. I'm not sure if it was actually freezing but it certainly felt like it in the wind. We arrived very early. I feared this might have been a mistake given the weather but it was alright. We had three seats one behind the other which was a bit strange but, having arrived early, we got a good feel for them and made friends with the large group of vaguely Australians sitting beside us. Sitting a few rows in front of us was perhaps the most ebullient cheerleader I've ever seen. Watching the game back on iPlayer you can hear when he starts out bit of the crowd going.
A pretty satisfactory result at 53-24. The Nothern Hemisphere's best result against Australia ever. Eight tries. The Captain was dancing in his seat and made great friends with everyone. At least he did once I persuaded him to stop giving the Australian lady next to me a hard stare whenever she cheered for Australia. Two trips to the toilet which the Captain enjoys. BB seemed to enjoy the game a lot too. I got her to tell the Capatain the story of her first rugby game when we watch Wasps play Gloucestershire in the Zurich Premiership Grand Final. A lesson in hubris and sporting behaviour. I had a nice chat with them both about the pace of the Scottish play. It was very, very fast. Almost dangeriously quick handling. The Captain remarked that this was what we were trying to do at his rugby club. Which was heartening. I hope the SRU's strategy of playing the fastest rugby in the world goes all the way down to Micro-rugby.
We met up with one of the Captain's grown up cousins and his "lady friend" for a drink after the game. Then home for some board games.
Over the course of the weekend we played 5 games of Junior Monopoly, three games of Camel Up and one game of Forbidden Desert. The Captain won them all.
Strictly on Saturday night. A pyjama day on Sunday (much needed) as rugby was cancelled due to the weather. Board games and sausages. We also emptied the Captain's room so it can be decorated this week. He found a pound coin behind the chest of drawers.
I made spaghetti carbonara (sort of) and a stollen bread and butter pudding. Very tasty. Very rich.
MLW took BB to the station for her train home and the Captain and I watched the results show. Sadly Susan went out. It's probaby fair and it's probably time but she was great fun to watch. I thought the manner of her defeat suited her. Funny, endearing, self-deprecating and joyful. The Captain was pleased, he wasn't a fan and was worried about Molly and AJ.
So the Captain has branded this weekend as a weekend of triumph after he won the rugby, the boardgaming and the Strictly.
I have branded it a long overdue relief as my rugby team finally start scoring lots of tries against good teams and I get a much needed weekend where I'm not spending the whole time cold.
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Date: 2017-11-29 11:29 am (UTC)I felt similarly about Susan going out, I shall really miss her though, she's mostly been the highlight of every week. I was even thinking of going to see the Live tour since she's doing it but sadly all the good seats have sold out and the Boy drew the line at paying £50+ to sit at the back and not be able to see anything (well, all the good seats apart from the £250 package where you get to sit with the judges - I'm not THAT much of a fan!).
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Date: 2017-11-29 11:55 am (UTC)I've been going to Murrayfield regularly since I met MLW, so going on 14 years. I'd say I'd been to 95% of the Six Nations matches and perhaps 40% of the Autumn Internationals. Certainly the majority of home games. I remember the days when we'd be lucky to score 8 tries in a year and we played dull rugby badly. It's so nice to see us play quick, dashing, daring and at times dangerous rugby. (I put the last Australian try of the first half down to us having been frenetic and being a little bit too tired to try quick hands stuff. Note to Gregor, for last five minutes of the first half, stick ball up jumper).
I don't think the TV shows the upper deck of the stands in close up. The crowd cameras are the ones on the touch line and they focus on the lower rows. I don't think this is because of the cameras. I think it's more likely to do with the ease of spotting interesting looking people and then tasking the camera to film them. So sadly I have never appeared on the TV. Perhaps when the Captain is actually the captain of Scotland I might get seats in the lower rows of the West Stand. (Just the one seat mind, I'm not sure MLW could cope with actually watching a Scotland game in which her son were playing - some dangerous combination of "With Your Shield Or On It" mixed with "don't you hurt my baby" would play out and I'm not sure what happens if one of the players' mothers gets a red card.
I think I'd want to be up close if I went to the Strictly Live tour too. I still struggle a bit understanding the technical requirements of the various dances. I can tell when I like something. I can tell when something has lots of content and if the content is delivered in a pleasing way. I'm not sure I can tell the difference between a waltz that gets 9,9,10,10 and one that gets straight 10's. I think being pretty close to the action and being able to follow the action that I was interested in.
For £250 I would expect to not only be sitting with the judges but allowed to give Bruno a hearty slap any time I wanted.
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Date: 2017-11-29 12:44 pm (UTC)Exactly! And I would want to slap him A LOT.
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Date: 2017-11-29 12:49 pm (UTC)