Fifty lengths in the pool to start off Saturday morning.

That felt bloody good. Booze free from the night before as well.

Back at base and I gave the garden the first serious fork of the season.

FORK IT.

The turf still felt firm.

What follows next is the grass thinning faster than my hair.

FORK IT, etc.

I picked up some work shifts to see me through Saturday morning.

Pay to play, as ever.

It was fairly easy going, with the mad cat as company.

I had a momentary inspiration to start the housework after luncheon.

The enthusiasm didn't last.

I buggered off to Broad Lane just before 3pm for the football.

I think that this was the first time that I have seen Wivenhoe Town actually win.

So what if the Dragons had to drop down a division to achieve this?

The first half was poor.

As ever - watching crap football is ACE.

The second half was far more exciting. Wivenhoe had plenty of flair down both sides and attacked throughout the 45 minutes.

I became so over-excited that I forgot to booze.

The enthusiasm saw me complete the housework back at base come full time.

And then an evening of DARTS and BOOZE brought Saturday to a close.


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By Jason A.Cobb, Saturday, October 10, 2015 at 1:59 PM. This aggression will not stand.