Jumpers for Goalposts

Saturday morning down the park, sounding like the real thing, sweary words and referee abuse aplenty. And that was just the spectators.

Off to watch the Scottish Cup Final shortly at a neebur's house. Not had much interest in football this season, this is mostly a good excuse for a few beers and a bit of banter and I'll be watching purely as a neutral. Normally, in years past, this event has been accompanied by scorched animal products on a barbecue and Pimms on the lawn. Not today though as the rain was starting as I took this this morning after queuing at the smelly local skip then queuing in the chemists with the queue jumping smelly methadone connoisseurs, and it's been on mostly since.

Time for a beer.