Bridge

A bittersweet day at the fotball. Went out for a touch of fine dining with some of the lads before-hand, watched the game (a scrappy affair, but a one-nil victory) Then cheered the players, who collected their well-earned medals for winning the division. (We didn't watch that part, as we cunningly nipped round to the bar, so we'd have a chance of being served before the bulk of the fans came in)
Sad to know that some of the team will have left for pastures new before next season, particularly (we suspect) our top scorer, who had the best close control I think we've ever seen gracing the field at East End.

Oh, well. Onwards and (hopefully) upwards :)