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On a Weekend of Triumphs
Nov. 27th, 2017 12:33 pmA 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.
