Again a long time since I updated the activities of the clan.
The most important item is that Sunday week ago was Mothers’ Day-so breakfast in bed supplied by urchins, with Dad gratefully receiving as well. The staff later in the day produced a fine dinner as well-so a glorious day.
There was also a birthday celebration that day. The birthday cards were great and thoroughly enjoyed. The presents were of superior quality and imagination. The U2 album, which I jave not yet made my mind up about, but is growing on me. A fine book The Bromley Boys written by an avid fan, describing the fortunes of Bromley FC in the 1969/70 season, when they were extremely poor and had a woeful season. I think the boys gave me the book because of my interest in the Super Bees, but not quite appreciating that they have just been promoted as champions, and so, have had a very fine season.
Also, I received a very high quality, stylish and warm Ice Breaker.
And this weekend?
Sporting “fun”. Joe played basketball on Friday night and the team was thrashed-70-10. He played rugby on Saturday and the team was thrashed-too many to count but 100+ to nil. His team did not get a sniff of a score. It was terrible to watch, they played so poorly-it stands to reason that the tackling was poor-come non-existent. We were on the sidelines wishing the time away. All was made worse by a South African dad yelping on the sideline after each score. “I’ve never met……………..”
Apparently tackling practice is on the agenda for this week.
Apparently tackling practice is on the agenda for this week.
It reminds me of when I played for Gunnersbury U-13 and we lost to John Fisher 53-6, in the days of 4 points for a try.
