Stormy this weekend, especially today - hearing the wind and watching the rain outside makes me very grateful to be inside! Especially since I've just had breakfast of tea and hot, buttered toast. Yummy...
Alice and I braved the elements yesterday to head over to Portsmouth, to watch the mighty Blues of Everton play. Alice's first football match. I did want her first game to be at Goodison, but I found out last week that Everton were playing down here and on the spur of the moment decided to buy a couple of tickets. So, the weather was crap - cold with squally showers, with neither team particularly looking as though they wanted to be out there. Poor old Mikel Arteta, this must have been a million miles away from his native Spain! As regards the football, basically it was two good teams cancelling each other out, and ended 0-0.
Hardly a memorable first game. But then my first game was a dour 1-1 draw against Tottenham, the day after my birthday in 1978. The first of many.
Today will be lazy, except we need to get some food in along the way.